Chapter 1

Chapter 1

A Chapter by Whitney Shaw

"Hey get out of here kid, I told you twice not to come around here," yelled Frankie as he was grabbing the boy by the collar of his shirt. 
"Whoa now hang on Frankie, what's your name kid?" asked Billy. 
"He asked what your name is boy, now answer him!" yelled Lone Wolf. 
"Easy Lone Wolf, I am going to ask you again, what's your name?" asked Billy. 
"Red Bear."
"Red Bear sit down and Frankie here will cook you up something to eat," Billy sitting back down at the table.
"What, this boy has been stealing from me for as long as I can remember and now you want me to give him food," Frankie said angrily.
"Just give him some food before I put a bullet in your gut?" asked Billy
"Fine here have my plate," said Frankie shoving his plate towards Red Bear. 
"Pilamaya" (thank you)," Red Bear said in the Lakota language. 
"He said thank you," Billy said in a sarcastic voice. 
"Oh I am sorry I forgot, YOUR WELCOME," shouted Frankie and slamming the door from behind. 
"Sorry about that Red Bear, Frankie can be a little bit on the angry side, but you'll get used to it," said Billy. 
"Oh that's alright, we all get a little angry sometimes," said Red Bear eating Frankie's food. 
"So Red Bear what tribes are you from, what are you doing here in Montana?" asked Billy.
"Well I left the city about a year ago now, my people are from the Lakota Sioux tribe, I am originally from South Dakota, my mother died when I was very young, and my father couldn't handle the whites anymore. So he took me and we became like the whites and live like they did. When my father and I were civilized he got a job and we moved to Boston and he got a house out there. I went to school as well. Sometimes I ask him if he thinks of the old ways of when I was little. And if he wanted to go back, he didn't answer me. So one day when I graduated from school in Boston I traveled here to Montana," said Red Bear. 
"Wow, we'll you came to the right place, but I've never heard of an Indian raised in the city," asked Billy? 
"I know my father says when he meets what he calls wild Indians, he says "Times have changed, nobody lives in the forest, on the plains, or in the mountains, it's time to become like the whites" he always tells them that," said Red Bear. 
"We'll your "ate"(father) is right, nobody lives that way anymore, times have changed but people haven't, would you like to join us," asked Billy in the Lakota language. 
"Hin" (yes) I would, but there is one problem?” asked Red Bear. 
"What," asked Billy? 
"I don't have a horse or a weapon," said Red Bear. 
"Oh right I'll fix you up with a horse, and somebody give him a gun," Billy going outside to the barn. 
"Here you can have on of mine, it's loaded so watch out where you point that thing," said Lone Wolf.
"Pilamaya" (thank you)," said Red Bear. 
"Alright, now he has a horse to ride," said Billy. 
"Let's ride into town and celebrate our new arrival," Bob said with excitement. 
So they got on their horses and rode into town. 
      


© 2016 Whitney Shaw


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Whitney Shaw
Whitney Shaw

Midland, TX



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I 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..

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