A young man with the nose and eyes and mouth of Jonah Hook. Beside him, a beautiful Indian woman, held close beneath his arm, protectively: and standing before their parents, a pair of half-breed children. The little boy wore only breechclout and moccasins, the girl, a dress with fringe spilling down the little arms, nothing on her tiny bare feet.
Nate Deidecker had not been aware of this brass-framed chromo sitting so openly on the mantle for all to see, like a family portrait.
Then the hair on the back of his neck prickled as he lay back down on his straw tick, with both hands gently pressing the old, faded photograph to his breast there in the silver moonlight come down on him from the high places.
They were days now gone the way of the winds.
Nate remembered the words spoken by the old man earlier that day when reflecting on the man he once was, knowing he would never be again.
Days gone the way of the winds.
Terry C. Johnston
1947-2001
Terry C. Johnston was born on the first day of 1947 on the plains of Kansas and lived all his life in the American West. His first novel,
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