Non Sequitur by Wiley Miller for February 23, 2014

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Homer the Reluctant Soul continues. Our escape was a success, but I still didn't know the slave girl's name. I finally got a chance to ask. She hesitated, as if trying to remember. Then in a soft, somber voice, she said, "Speranza', which in italian means... Homer: Hope...I like it! Woman: I didn't. It felt like cruel irony over the years. Homer: Well, now it's fitting. Settling in for the night, I kept a fire burning to keep the wolves away. I could hear them sniffing around in the woods...then another sound... Homer: ? No...way... Yee-haw! Hope: Wha...? I take it you two already know each other... Homer: *hee-hee* This is my dog, Duncan! It must be an omen!! Hope: So is that...let's go! Next week: Hunting the hunters.