Ides was only interested in knowing where Bird and Ethan were. I explained that Bird would not be returning, and that Ethan was following along behind me. Then I had to deftly walk through a host of questions over why Winter Bird wouldn’t be coming back home. Ides had to be satisfied with the knowledge that Ethan would soon show up.
Except that he didn’t. A fortnight passed without a sign of Ethan or a homing pigeon. The drive should have reached Pine Ridge days ago. My nerves began to crawl, making my skin itchy. What was I worried about? The cattle or…Ethan? Iron Head had brought the youngster he called Pretty Face to me as a troublesome youth. Perhaps the chief had noticed his transition into a responsible young man and elected to keep him.
Only then did I realize how much I needed that young man. Especially since Winter Bird’s departure. 13