Crayons and Angels by Rita Kano

Author:Rita Kano [Kano, Rita]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3, mobi
Published: 2019-12-31T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Find Me or Find Death

Shirley spent the rest of the night rereading the letters and the diary with Grandma purring at her side. No matter how many different ways she looked at the words, nothing new appeared. She turned them upside down and sideways, without a clue to help find the Indian. She scoured the pages for anything odd or out of place. She searched for letters written in a stronger hand, spelling out a secret name or place. Her effort revealed nothing that aroused her curiosity … nothing other than the fact that imperishability enchanted the letters.

So then, what did the Indian’s last words and Sadie Redding’s last plea mean? Find the Indian… she had written as the diary’s final entry. Find me, were the Indian’s last words.

What did they expect her to hear?

Could it be the words simply meant the town of Purity needed to see the Indian for who he was? Was it a plea to see the man behind their judgment and prejudice? Grandma Sadie said he was a brave man … as brave as any she had ever seen … exceptional, virtuous and honorable. Sadly, words seldom applied to Indians in the county, even in the present day. The local Indian tribes struggled endlessly to be seen as more than dressed up savages.

One thing remained certain. The Indian had a family that loved him and had never forgotten the injustice done to him. He had a family that could not rest until the soul of their murdered son found his everlasting repose.

Find me or find death. The words repeated in Shirley’s head. Find me or find death. How could she find and help a man dead for generations?

The thought spun about in Shirley’s head unspoken, but Grandma seemed to hear it. The cat sprang to her feet, arched her back and hissed as if she had just cornered a ghost.

“What’s gotten into you,” she said. “I have no idea what… Oh! Yes, Grandma! Yes, of course. Why didn’t I think of that? You’re absolutely right. That’s exactly where he’d be found. The place he died.” Shirley lifted Grandma and kissed her on the nose. “You, my precious and wise black cat, get extra treats tonight.”

Grandma ran off to the kitchen and sat by her bowl.

“I didn’t mean right this minute,” Shirley called out. “However,” she got up from the chair, “I can’t deny you deserve it.” Shirley clunked a few extra fish shaped tuna snacks into the bowl. “Okay. That’s enough on our plate for today … for both of us. Let’s…” Shirley yawned, “let’s get a good night’s sleep now.”

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