Cedar Woman (94 page)

Gr
an
d
m
other,
t
each
m
e to
love
with
t
h
e
power
of
t
h
e
wo
m
an.

Lak
o
ta Pro
v
erb

R
eva
e
n
ter
e
d
t
h
e
l
od
g
e
sh
ort
l
y after
t
h
e Wopila
end
e
d,
o
n
ly to
f
i
nd L
e
na h
un
k
er
e
d
d
o
w
n
on
t
h
e fl
o
o
r
,
r
o
ck
i
n
g
–
h
e
r h
a
n
d
s
cr
a
d
li
n
g her fla
m
ing cheeks.

“
Cha!”
s
h
e
exclai
m
ed.
“What
are
y
ou,
a
m
ere
child
w
h
o
r
uns
a
way the
m
inute
an
adult
enters
a
roo
m
?
Get
u
p
.
T
h
ere,
t
h
at
is
b
etter,”
Re
v
a affir
m
ed
up
o
n
Lena
’
s sl
o
w
ly
rising to sta
n
d in
f
r
o
n
t
of h
e
r gr
an
d
m
other.

“
W
h
y
are
you
h
ere
hu
dd
led
li
k
e
a
frig
h
tened
a
n
i
m
al,
w
h
en
t
h
ere
is
t
h
e
po
w
wo
w
t
o
e
n
j
o
y
?
”
Rev
a
q
u
e
r
ie
d
.

Lena l
o
ok
e
d i
n
to
h
e
r
g
r
a
nd
m
other’s e
y
es, her
ow
n e
xq
u
isite or
b
s s
h
immeri
n
g with
u
n
s
h
ed
tears.

“
Because
of
…
h
i
m
,”
she
quivered,
li
m
p
ly
r
a
ising
h
e
r
right
hand
and

po
i
n
ti
n
g toward
t
h
e o
p
e
n
ing
o
f t
h
e ti
p
i. The tears
b
e
g
a
n
t
o flow.
“
W
h
o hi
m
?
”
Reva
a
s
k
e
d.

“
Hi
m
,” Lena repeat
e
d
we
ak
ly, a
g
ain
p
o
inti
n
g
toward
the circ
u
lar sec
ti
on of
s
un
l
i
gh
t
.

R
e
v
a
wa
l
k
e
d
t
o
t
h
e
o
p
e
n
in
g
a
n
d
p
e
e
r
e
d
ou
t
t
o
w
ar
d
S
o
n
n
y
’s
l
o
d
g
e. “Sitti
n
g
or stan
d
in
g
?
” Re
v
a
q
u
estio
n
ed.

“
There are t
w
o
of
t
h
e
m
?
”
L
ena
a
s
k
e
d,
r
u
s
h
i
n
g
t
o
her
gr
and
m
othe
r
’
s side.

L
o
ok
i
ng
to
w
ar
d
S
on
n
y
’s
ti
p
i
,
Lena
c
o
u
l
d
s
e
e
So
n
n
y
s
t
a
n
d
i
ng
i
n
t
h
e

d
oorway
and
Mic
h
ael
sit
t
i
n
g
in
t
h
e
g
rass.
B
o
th
were stari
n
g
toward Julie’s
l
o
dge, and
both
g
a
ve a
start as L
e
na’s s
m
all,
te
a
r-stain
e
d face peer
e
d out.
Le
na
ju
m
p
ed
ba
c
k
a
n
d ran
t
o
the ce
n
ter of
t
h
e
ti
p
i.

“
Ah,”
R
e
va brea
t
hed
with
sati
s
faction,
“
m
y
granddaughter
h
a
s ca
p
tured t
h
e
h
e
arts of
t
wo
v
e
ry attracti
v
e
m
en
.

“
Sitti
n
g
or stan
d
in
g
?
” Re
v
a in
qu
i
red a
g
a
i
n
. “Sitti
ng
,” Le
n
a
whis
p
e
red.

Re
v
a
p
eered acr
o
s
s
t
h
e
lawn
t
o
ward
Mic
h
ael
and
ma
d
e
litt
l
e

s
m
ac
k
i
n
g
soun
d
s
with
h
er li
p
s.

“
I
wo
uld
n
’t
tell
him no,
that’s
f
o
r
su
r
e
,”
s
h
e
affir
m
ed.
“
Y
e
s,
he
co
uld get an
y
one
e
xc
ited
u
nd
e
r
t
h
e bla
n
kets.”

“
Unc
i
!”
L
e
na
c
r
i
ed
w
it
h
su
r
pri
se.