Chapter 2A Chapter by Whitney ShawNext morning everybody was waiting on the bus to get there with White Hawk. White Hawk’s family and friends and girlfriend Mary was waiting. One of the reservation police were there also, he was going to tell White Hawk what happened. Finally they saw the bus, they started shouting and clapping their hands. When the bus came to a stop White Hawk got off the bus and everybody was smiling and patting him on the back and welcoming him home. “Sweet heart, were so glad your home, we’ve missed you, and look how you have grown up so much,” said Angel. “Hey brother,” said Nuka. “Nuka, you have grown a lot, come here,” White Hawk giving Nuka a hug. “You have to brother,” said Nuka smiling. “Brother it’s good to see you, I’m glad your home,” said Big Ben smiling. “Hey little brother,” smiled Spotted Eagle. “Spotted Eagle, what are you doing here?” asked White Hawk. “I live here now,” said Spotted Eagle. “Come here son, I’m glad your home,” Running Water hugging White Hawk. “Hey, where’s Jimmy, I thought he would be here?” asked White Hawk. “That’s funny, he should have been here already, you’d think he would be the first one here,” said Big Ben. “He’s probably around here somewhere,” said Running Water. “White Hawk, I need to talk to you about Jimmy,” said the Native officer. So White Hawk and his family followed the Native officer. “What has happened, is Jimmy okay?” asked Angel. “Yes, we think he killed a man yesterday, the store was being robbed,” said the Native officer. “I know Jimmy, he wouldn’t kill anybody, he doesn’t have the heart or guts to even kill someone,” said White Hawk. “Where is he?” asked Running Water. “He is staying with Jeremiah Johnson, you can come along, and help us,” said the Native officer. “I’ll go,” said White Hawk.
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Added on December 1, 2016 Last Updated on December 1, 2016 AuthorWhitney ShawMidland, TXAboutI am Apache Native Indian, I am an Apostolic girl, I also have Cerebral Pasly it's a learning disability, has to do with motor skills in the brain. But I am blessed that I can walk, talk, read, but .. more..Writing
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