Chapter 9The sleeping arrangements at the Choctaw camp was little more than a bed of furs under the stars, but Violet found that she slept better than she had in a bed for nearly two months. She didn’t even remember falling asleep; one minute, she was nestled into a cocoon of animal skin, and the next, the sun was up and she was being roused for breakfast. Her stomach was eager for a hot meal, and she retrieved her plate without delay. Linus had taken the horses to the stream one last time before traveling, and Sitting Bear spoke to Chief Blue Hawk alone. Rory was gifted more handmade toys and beads than he could possibly imagine. Only Mei seemed eager to leave the camp.
“Are we gonna pass through here again?” Violet asked Mei.
“Perhaps,” she said. “Though after we get our wire down in M
