“It’s a very small bow. Who is it for?” “Turtle,” Many Horses replied with a mischievous smile. “At my age, there is… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“He could only trust in the Great Ones that all would be well for her there. He feared her adoptive father might… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“I think it’s plumb loco, that’s what!” The paddle thunked rhythmically against the sides of the tub, making such a din that… — 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
“The girl is half my size. I think I can handle her without calling council.” “You disappoint me, Hunter. Where is the… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Over the next few weeks, the Comanches attacked with a vengeance. News came that the mercenaries, en route to attack another village,… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Pray your words, old man.” The priest licked his lips and glanced fearfully at the crowd of savages around them. Perhaps it… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Hunter tossed another piece of wood onto the fire, sending up a spray of live coals, a few of which fell in… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“You’d better keep her tied.” “Why?” A yawn stretched Hunter’s dark face. “Because she’s looking skittish.” “She’s naked.” Sheathing his knife, Hunter… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“I come for the woman,” the Comanche repeated, never taking his gaze from her. “And I bring my finest horses to console… — 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 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 Copy Share Image
“You must teach her, eh? If you go down in battle and I have to take her into my lodge circle, I… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“It is time I watched my grandson learn to shoot. I and my friends are placing bets. I have two horses that… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Swift Antelope caught Hunter’s arm before he could go inside his mother’s lodge. “Hunter, about the little yellow-hair.” “Yes, what about her?”… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“You’d better keep her tied.” “Why?” A yawn stretched Hunter’s dark face. “Because she’s looking skittish.” “She’s naked.” Sheathing his knife, Hunter flopped on… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“I have such great love for you, little one. Such great love.” “I love you just as much, Hunter. I thought I’d die when… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Blue Eyes, you will say yes to me?” “Tonight? Now?” “Yes, tonight. Before this time between us passes.” When she sat, silent, watching, Hunter… — Catherine Anderson 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 caused them,… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“I’m in no need of matrimony, Father. I still have my honor.” Hunter jerked her to his side and, in an ominously even voice,… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“You know, I should start thinking on names. I have to be over two months gone. A name is important. Especially for this baby.”… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“As he tightened his embrace around her, he knew he'd made the right choice. He held the whole world in his arms.” — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“You will tell your sons and daughters about me, yes?” Hunter wished he could weep, but the tears were dammed behind his lids, aching… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Speaking of pits in plum pudding, do you remember your sister’s first attempt? Your grandfather broke off his only remaining tooth trying to eat… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“You ever seen what they do to a captive white woman? If you ask me, them Injuns got exactly what was coming to ’em.”… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“I would like to make arrangements with you--to take her as my wife. Not right away, of course. When she grows old enough.” The… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“ Toquet , it is well, little one. It is finished, eh?” She panted, tossing her head. “It h-hurts!” “It will pass,” he assured… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
