Cedar Woman (157 page)

27

L
o
gan
s
m
iled
to
hi
m
self
as
his
e
y
es
slowly close
d
.
S
o
ftl
y
,
sweetl
y
, he
dr
i
f
te
d
o
f
f
w
it
h
v
i
s
io
n
s
o
f
f
ry bre
a
d,
N
i
ckie,
a
n
d bu
llf
r
o
g
h
un
t
s swee
p
ing
h
im
a
w
ay on
a s
of
t, so
f
t clo
u
d of d
r
ea
m
s.

C
h
apter
T
w
enty O
n
e

Our
first teacher is
our
own heart

Cheyenne Proverb

L
o
gan
sat
o
n
t
h
e
lo
wer
s
te
p
of
t
h
e
ba
c
k
d
e
ck.
He
a
d
i
n
h
an
d
s,
he
p
l
a
ye
d t
h
e
scene
o
v
er and ov
e
r
in
his
m
ind.
He
had been
n
au
ght
y
, and
he di
d
n
’t k
no
w h
o
w
t
o
m
ake
i
t r
ig
h
t
.

The
day s
t
arted
o
u
t
li
k
e
any o
t
her.
I
n
a
w
as
up
a
n
d
m
a
k
in
g
h
i
m bre
a
kf
a
s
t
,
wh
e
n he
s
l
ow
l
y
d
e
sce
n
ded
t
h
e
s
tai
rs,
fo
llo
w
in
g
hi
s
n
o
se.

Caref
u
lly,
h
e t
o
ok
on
e stair at a t
i
me, i
n
stead
of
h
is
u
s
u
al
g
a
m
bo
li
n
g fli
gh
t
down
the
f
o
urteen
steps
o
f
t
h
e
w
i
nd
i
ng
staircase.
His
h
ip
still
hu
rt

a little, a
n
d
h
e
was caref
u
l
no
t
to
d
o a
n
yt
h
i
n
g t
h
at co
u
ld cause a fall.

I
sure
d
on
’
t wa
n
t to go
through
t
h
is ag
a
i
n
!
h
e t
h
ou
gh
t
t
o
h
im
s
e
l
f.
The
s
m
ell
of
co
r
n
m
u
sh
dr
e
w
him
i
n
to
t
h
e
kitche
n
.
It
w
as
one
of

his
f
a
v
o
rite
b
r
e
akfast
s
,
and
I
n
a
m
ade
s
u
re
sh
e
m
ade
it
for
h
i
m often
s
i
nce the
s
u
rgery.

S
o
m
et
i
mes
s
h
e
fried
it
a
n
d
ser
v
ed
it
with
m
a
p
le
syr
u
p,
b
u
t
si
n
ce
t
h
e

b
o
n
e
graft,
s
h
e
m
a
d
e it li
k
e a
ho
t cereal, li
k
e
o
at
m
eal.
It was
d
elicio
u
s!

Logan
d
ug
in h
un
g
ril
y
,
p
er
chi
n
g
up
on
o
n
e
o
f
t
h
e
s
t
o
o
ls
at
t
h
e bre
a
kf
a
st b
a
r.

“
Lo
g
an,
U
n
ci
a
n
d
Tun
k
asila
will
b
e
h
e
re
s
o
o
n
.
T
h
ey
are
c
o
m
i
n
g
h
e
r
e
a
g
ain
today
i
n
stead
of
y
o
ur
g
o
ing
to
t
h
eir
ho
u
se
or
Vic
k
i
’
s.
Until

y
o
u
rec
ov
e
r,
t
h
is
is
t
h
e
way
it
will
b
e.
S
o
met
i
m
es
y
o
u
wi
l
l
b
e
a
b
le
to
go

t
o
V
ic
k
i
’s,
b
u
t
so
m
e
t
i
m
es
y
ou
m
u
st
s
t
ay
here.
T
h
at
wa
y
,
y
ou
a
re
ho
m
e
o
n
y
o
ur
la
k
e, a
n
d
can
a
m
u
s
e
y
o
u
r
self
with
f
is
h
ing
a
n
d watc
h
ing
y
o
ur ani
m
a
ls, when
you’re
not he
l
p
ing at
t
h
e
rest
a
u
r
a
nt.”

Lena
s
m
iled
at her
son
a
n
d ru
f
fled
his
h
air.
He
was
taki
n
g
t
h
e i
n
acti
v
ity
well,
and
was
m
a
n
a
g
i
n
g
to
g
et t
h
r
o
ugh
each
d
ay
witho
u
t beco
m
i
ng
t
o
o
b
o
r
e
d.