Dakota
He watched as Mahkah came running from the wall. He heard him dash up the steps of the main house, climb to the top floor, and knock loudly on the door. Dakota experienced the whole thing from their bedroom. He reluctantly got up from his position at the window and went to see what the excitement was all about.
Mahkah, out of breath, just stared at him for a moment. Then, “We have a visitor.”
“Bad?”
“I can’t tell.”
He sighed. “Why not?”
“She says we have to let her in, and she has talismans, but she’s all by herself. No horse or anything. And she said she’d wait outside while I informed you.”
He straightened his back. “She knew my name?”
“Yeah.”
“Sioux?”
He shook his head. “No, she’s black.” When Dakota’s face lit up, “Do you know her?”
“I think so. I think it’s my daught
