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But as for hiain, his grandfather told hirandfather nodded

So they stood together again in that valley near the Black Hills, and the ht that native peoples were stoic, that they did not show their e He felt, in the deep recesses of the dreah space Through the darkest boundary of death

He woke And when he did, he sighed, looking at the rays of sun that streaked through his bedroo with his life as it had been planned

When he was needed, Ada oddly exhausted

She felt as if she had barely slept at all, and she kneas because she had tossed and turned in a series of weird nightmares

She couldn’t re spent the night in a whirl of very strange sensation It left her with an odd feeling

A foreboding

Oh,The sun… she could just see it peeking in through her drapes

She rose, thinking it must have been the conversation with Mrs Montobello and then Contessa’s reading

This sense of unease wasn’t sohosts" were around The ghosts were benign… faint indentations upon the present that siia to what she saw and felt, so that made her feel even more affectionate toward her home, reassured her that New Orleans was special

But there had been so that wasthat see

"Hey, it’s a beautiful day," she said aloud, and went into the bathroom, where she splashed her face with cold water

Suddenly she was afraid to look up Afraid to look in the mirror above the sink If she looked into theback at her?

She had to look up, of course She couldn’t remain in her bathroom forever, bent over the sink

She looked up And felt like a fool There was nothing there but her own reflection

She gave herself a shake, got ready quickly and left the house

And still…

That sense of foreboding clung to her, like a gray ainst her flesh

Chapter 3

"A, first reat beyond, to right or wrong, and the way that he should live Then came the White Buffalo Woman Two hunters were out one day, and she appeared She was very beautiful, dressed in white skins, and she carried so in a pack that she wore on her back Nohen I say beautiful, she was stunning And one of the hunters thought, ’Hmm, now there’s a woman I would like to have inthe eyes of his audience

"Have in his tepee?" one of the older boys teased lightly

"Do youlike that," Brent said dryly "But, you see, she was the White Buffalo Wohtly She saw that the hunter had designs on her, so she crooked her finger toward hihty hunter and warrior, he approached her But as he did so, white fog rolled out around the both of thehty warrior had been turned to bone And as the bones fell to the earth, they were covered with snakes that writhed and crawled airls

"What happened then?" asked the older boy who had heckled him before

"Ah, well, the other hunter was naturally amazed--and more than a little afraid But the woe and tell the elders, chiefs, sha, and that she had a ive that all e and relayed his story, and everyone--froreat chief to the sathered in the great tepee as if for a council, and awaited her She ca the bundle that she had previously worn on her back"