The women whose blood had been shed under the moon certainly couldn't.

No woman ever could, not even when you were a child.

She did all that one woman could to speed him up.

Where else, she asks, could a woman of her age have a job with so much responsibility?

A woman could even kiss a man like that without falling too deep.

"But the women used every excuse they could to get in and look at the guys; eventually, we had to start doing their heads, too."

But she knew the sick woman could neither hear nor understand her.

With luck, the men might make it through; the women and children never could.

But a young local woman he examined the day before who had been raped by four men could not.

How could a woman, so small and weak, bear such pain?