Two-Spirit’s Red RoadThere hadn’t been such a battle as this since the time of my grandfathers. Even our fathers, who were considered experienced warriors, had never killed any men. We’d had no reason to, though we were skilled at the hunt. But tonight, for the first time, we were all celebrating victory against men who would do harm to The People. I felt more spiritual than ever and sang silent praise to Grandmother Ocean, who had helped steer our enemies’ ships into the range of our flaming arrows.
I also knew more than before that my grandfathers were right. During the American Revolution, our ancestors had been unsure whether we should join forces with the white people who claimed to be on our side. Those white people had declared they didn’t want to follow the ways of the tyrannical
