Posts Tagged ‘Indians’


If they were truly lost, Samuel would tell her.  Wouldn’t he?  They’d been separated from the wagon train – walking for a week.  Hot.  No water.  Last night they saw smoke from a campfire.  Samuel said it was probably Cheyenne Indians or worse so they’d dowsed their own fire and eaten half-raw rabbit.  Now her stomach was churning along with the baby she’d been carrying for six months. She wanted it gone.  She wanted to die.  Blood curdling whoop.  Maybe not.