Chapter Eight
Rid of formalized wisdom and learning people would be a hundredfold happier, rid of conventionalized duty and honor people would find their families dear, rid of legalized profiteering people would have no thieves to fear. These methods of life have failed, all three, here is the way it seems to me: Set people free, as deep in their hearts they would like to be… – Lao Tzu
Something moved against Dave, pushing him from sleep into the haze of half-consciousness. His sleepy gaze fell on dark, ebony hair. Danny’s hair. The drowsy remembrance made him smile, and he opened his eyes wider.
Danny was still in his arms in the same position they’d fallen asleep in.
Dave lay still, feeling the pleasant weight of Danny’s wiry muscles against his own. He watched the way his breath sti
