“Still studying her with the same unnerving intensity, he said, “When the wind blows, the sapling bends, the flowers lie low against… — Catherine Anderson Nature Copy Share Image
“The moment Hunter stepped into the lodge, Loretta swiped the tears from her cheeks and began clanging pots so loudly that her… — Catherine Anderson Bright star Copy Share Image
“The next three days passed in a blur. Most of the time Loretta slept, while Hunter watched over her. When she awoke… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“All my children would be--” Hunter rolled his eyes. “Can you see me, surrounded by White Eyes?” “Ah, that is the trouble.… — Catherine Anderson Children Copy Share Image
“She is the woman. Already, part of the prophecy has come to pass, eh? Her voice has been returned to her.” “And… — Catherine Anderson Comanche Copy Share Image
“When at last he sprang to his feet, she retreated a step, lifting her chin so the lapping water couldn’t reach her… — Catherine Anderson Bare feet Copy Share Image
“He dipped his hand into the grease and leaned forward to smear it on the woman’s tortured skin. His hand hovered above… — Catherine Anderson Feeling sorry Copy Share Image
“Sensing reprieve, grasping for it with eager disbelief, she lifted her lashes in confusion to see the same emotion reflected in his… — Catherine Anderson Humiliation Copy Share Image
“As Loretta drew near the door, Tom cried, “No! You miserable coward, Henry. You send that girl out there, and you’ll never… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Hunter, I think I’d better leave you, yes? So you can make peace with your woman.” With a grimace, Hunter nodded. “Her… — Catherine Anderson Hunter Copy Share Image
“My heart is filled with great love for you,” he whispered. Tears sprang to Loretta’s eyes. She couldn’t name the emotion that… — Catherine Anderson Hunter Copy Share Image
“Loretta closed her eyes and braced herself. Whatever it was the other Indian was saying, he was clearly arguing in her behalf.… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“You aren’t going to get her? She’s your wife. Her place is beside you.” “A man cannot own a woman, cousin. He… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“associate with that.” He tugged on his ear again. “So … tell me about your family. You and Jake seem very close.… — Catherine Anderson Brotherhood Copy Share Image
“Now they were married, even in the eyes of her people. For forever. The thought panicked her as she pushed her dress… — Catherine Anderson Marriage Copy Share Image
I think I fell in love with you the first time I saw you, Molly mine. And when I look at you,… — Catherine Anderson Beautiful Copy Share Image
“What are you-- White people don’t do things like this. I’m sure they don’t. Stop! Please?” Alarmed by her tone, Hunter lifted… — Catherine Anderson White people Copy Share Image
“I will go wherever the Great Ones lead me,” Hunter whispered. “You know I will. It’s just that I can’t see the… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“A rock jabbed Hunter in the belly, but he scarcely felt it. Pressing low to the earth, he kept his attention on… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“I have brought you a Black Robe,” he said tersely, and nodded toward the waiting priest. “He will pray your God words… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“To her horror, the man lifted the edge of the robe to look at her shoulder. Frantic, she jerked at the leather… — Catherine Anderson Cold water Copy Share Image
“Henry jerked up his left suspender and raked his hand through his hair, looking at the hole Rachel had shot in the… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Loretta opened her eyes and gazed up at her Comanche husband through a haze of longing. By degrees her pulse slowed, and… — Catherine Anderson Comanche Copy Share Image
“Hunter’s name drifted to him on the wind, the call barely discernible yet shrill, like the whisper of a lost soul searching… — Catherine Anderson Hunter Copy Share Image
“As the Comanchero cupped his hands around the fullness of her breasts, his attention shifted to the medallion she had been wearing,… — Catherine Anderson Face to face Copy Share Image
“Hunter grew impatient with his struggling captive and caught a handful of her braid to hold her still. “There, I’ve got her.… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Does Warrior mind my staying here? What will his wife say?” “She welcomes you. It is good. Be easy, Blue Eyes. My… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“As Red Buffalo disappeared into the darkness, Hunter’s hand, which was riding Loretta’s thickened waist, tightened. He glanced down, his brows lifting… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“When the wind blows, the sapling bends, the flowers lie low against the earth, the grass is flattened.” He thumped his chest… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“You will lie beside me.” “But what about Amy?” “Your Aye-mee is with my mother, yes? The woman who is mean like… — Catherine Anderson Long ago Copy Share Image
“How is your woman taking this?” Warrior asked. “Her heart is on the ground.” Warrior sighed. “This is bad, Hunter, very bad.… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Something deep within Loretta knotted, twisted. She hugged her middle and tried desperately not to think, to deny the reality she could… — Catherine Anderson Hunter Copy Share Image
“You will trust, eh? I have said words to him. He accepts. Lie forward along his neck and whisper your heart into… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“What did you say?” Henry grated. “I said shut up , Henry.” Rachel’s voice was still soft, but the glint in her… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“You must also remember the yellow-hair may give you many more children than a Comanche woman. Take care or you could father… — Catherine Anderson Children Copy Share Image
“Now you will show this Comanche how good you play number one fiddle, yes?” “I--” Loretta’s mouth went as dry as dust… — Catherine Anderson Comanche Copy Share Image
“Well, with Hunter as the father, I have to think of names he’d approve of.” “You call that child Running Water and… — Catherine Anderson Children Copy Share Image
“Make a story for me, yes? About my Loh-rhett-ah when she was small like Blackbird.” She stared at him, clearly unable to… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“You sure are a purty thing,” he murmured, his voice husky. “I bet that buck of yours’ll be hot on our trail… — Catherine Anderson Comanche Copy Share Image
“ Toquet , it is well, little one. It is finished, eh?” She panted, tossing her head. “It h-hurts!” “It will pass,”… — Catherine Anderson Empty places Copy Share Image
