I have fun writing this kind of book. The characters take over inside my head and all I do is transcribe. The toughest to write, of course, is the Old Indian. No one has ever called me cryptic. To me he is the main man, ever looming over everyone’s shoulder waiting to jump out of the page and into your heart with a campfire, a skillet, a fire stick and a stack of fry bread ready to heat up and eat. He’s that voice in our head that tells us the right things to do. With it, we understand right and wrong. Cryptic as he may be, he always leaves enough for you to know.
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