Chapter 12Logging is hard and dirty work, but I liked being on the job with Daniel better’n being back home on the rez without him. The only reason I went back home during the break between the uphill and the downhill shifts was to be with him a little longer. I didn’t even go to the bar Saturday night, just rested and read and watched some TV and tried out the new telephone I’d had installed on the last off-week.
I’d graded and graveled the wagon track too. Had just about everything I needed to be comfortable in my home now. And that’s the way I thought about it, my home. There wasn’t hardly anything of my uncle’s left in it no more. I heard he was living at his girlfriend’s place now. Sunday, I moved my bed and personal stuff into his bedroom because it was bigger, and rearranged things
