Stubborn tears dripped from my eyes as I stared up at the tanned skin ceiling of the lodge. Wind Runner had left as silently as he'd come, angry, hurt, disappointed in me. How I had wanted to assure him Stalking Elk was wrong, and had no idea what he was speaking about- yet...I had not been able to. Even my earlier declaration of love was tainted, the words haunting me now. 'I have always loved you...Since I was a child with only the memories of my father to hold onto.' Had I known then, in my heart of hearts, that I was clinging to a past that was long gone, to a father who had died when I was a child?