“Justin, do you know much Ojibwe?”
“A little. Benny taught me some. That’s how I knew the word for Elk. Benny’s name was Running Elk. Uh…Bmibtoo-omashkoos, or something like that.”
“Do you know what Waabishki-ma’iingan or Waawaatesi mean?”
“Gee, no. I’m sorry. Where did you hear those words?” Justin asked.
Morgan shrugged—sorry now he’d asked. “They just kind of popped into my head.”