I was 19 when I found a copy of Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee in a rundown second-hand bookshop in Washington, D.C. I was intensely moved. Years later, I read about the Navajo and The Long Walk. Another huge wound. I wonder if this young woman was part of that Walk.
(Four generations have passed since Kit Carson "crusaded" against the Navajo. Thankfully, they are still with us. They are known as tenacious...adaptable...enduring...spiritual...)