Where have you been hiding?

“Where have you been?” He asked her with begetting intent.

“No where in particular,” she replied, embarrassing him with how apparent he was to her. This was hard for her to bear, so she said,

“I’ve been hiding.”

“Hiding? Where have you been hiding?” He asked, this time, with more care.

“Nowhere that you couldn’t have found,” she calmly retorted, “if you had tried to find. What about yourself? Where have you been?”