I am following two women, heavy bundles on their backs.

Then a dirty woman, carrying a heavy bundle and weeping.

He really itched to investigate that heavy little bundle in private.

The heavy bundle made no noise of fall or landing when he released it into darkness.

The older man got a heavy hide-wrapped bundle from behind him and opened it up.

Then she sighed, the way a man will sigh before picking up a heavy bundle.

There were other bundles, larger and probably heavier than the food.

The idea for the story came to her in a laundromat as she was watching women carrying their heavy bundles.

Men would come from all around to challenge him at lifting the heavy bundles.

When she rose, she handed him a long heavy bundle.