Blue Eyes…" Hunter sighed and interlaced his fingers, bending his knuckles backward, stalling because he didn't want to say the wrong thing. "Can you say words so this Comanche can see into you?"
"I'm "
"Ah, yes, afraid." He studied her beaded moccasins. "Because I am Comanche?"
She squeezed her eyes closed. "It isn't that, not anymore. That's just an excuse!"
Cautiously Hunter asked, "Then what makes your heart sad?"
She bit her bottom lip and tipped her head back to stare at the smoke hole. After several seconds she sniffed and said, "You're a man."
She looked so forlorn that Hunter had to bite back a smile. He started to speak, then thought better of it. Clearing his throat, he shifted his attention from her quivering mouth to her nervous hands, wishing he knew how to ease her fears. Being patient hadn't worked.
"I'm "
"Ah, yes, afraid." He studied her beaded moccasins. "Because I am Comanche?"
She squeezed her eyes closed. "It isn't that, not anymore. That's just an excuse!"
Cautiously Hunter asked, "Then what makes your heart sad?"
She bit her bottom lip and tipped her head back to stare at the smoke hole. After several seconds she sniffed and said, "You're a man."
She looked so forlorn that Hunter had to bite back a smile. He started to speak, then thought better of it. Clearing his throat, he shifted his attention from her quivering mouth to her nervous hands, wishing he knew how to ease her fears. Being patient hadn't worked.
( Catherine Anderson )
[ Comanche Moon ]
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