18 - Deduced
They slept in the next morning, and decided to enjoy a late breakfast before going to the hospital. As they waited for their meal, Æquana watched her husband take one of their new phones and lay it on the table, then pull a small spiral notebook from his shirt"s breast pocket. He opened the memo pad and leafed through several pages. She tried to see what was written on the lined sheets, but it was written in some sort of cryptic format.
"You have a notebook of codes?" she half-teased.
"It"s all my important contact information. Names, addresses, phone numbers. All written down in the native Ute language," he explained, punching in numbers. "When I was growing up, my mother taught me how to speak and write it. I hated those lessons. But after she died, and I went to live wi
