Chapter 56

He spent the better part of the afternoon just wandering around the Agawa complex and greeting the tourists. There was a new spring in Morgan’s step, and he felt a swell of pride when he saw some of the tourists looking at him curiously. Of course, he had no way of knowing what the tourists were actually thinking, but it made him happy to imagine they were recognizing him as First Nation and that he belonged here. He now had James in his life, and he wanted to embrace his heritage and the future without the overwhelming fear he’d felt earlier.

After an hour or so, he went into the carver’s shop. Miriam was alone.

“Mino giizhigad,” he said brightly, using one of the phrases Sarah had taught him.

“Well, good afternoon to you, too,” Miriam said, turning to look at him.

He came over and leaned on the counter. “How was your day?” he asked, a broad smile on his face.