It's quiet in the Canyonlands, and even a whisper travels a long way. Kobae heard what others were saying. He was a sloppy eater, left food on the table, you can't take him over to your mother's. But today, Kobae ate slow, deliberate, and was efficient. Kobae had proved them wrong. He hadn't left even a scrap and he wasn't sloppy about it. This time, Kobae left the dinner table, smiling, confident he had vanquished any talk like that, ever again.
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