Stone Age Woman Welcomes Husband Home

This stew must last us through the cold nights The fire burns low. I must tend to it. I hope my hunt tomorrow brings more than roots What was that? Something's out there. I Have to be ready. The fire is dying. I Must feed it stay with me. This cave needs a good cleaning There much better my fire the flames awaken You are a good provider For our family. I am lucky to have you Join me by the fire. I would love to It's warmer here with you it is I'm back. Welcome home. I Missed you. I missed you, too