“You will go from this place with me, walk in my footsteps?” A strained silence settled between them. “Oh, yes, Hunter, yes.” “Do not make a promise of it quick. We must go west. Alone, Blue Eyes, leaving all that… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“You aren’t lost, Hunter. The words in your song will guide you. And when you falter, your Great Ones will lead you--to the place we’re meant to find. We will sing the People’s songs to our children. The Comanche and… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
