Fool's Wisdom by Jay Heavner

Author:Jay Heavner [Heavner, Jay]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-15T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Tom nodded. “I think it would be best if we spoke in private. What I have to say is of a very personal matter.”

Dark Cloud said, “Okay,” and led him to a table in the back of the room. Tom figured the man was uncertain as to Tom’s intentions and did not trust him, or they would have gone to the back room and closed the door. Tom could not blame the man. If he were in his shoes or moccasins, he wouldn’t trust him if the situation was reversed.

They took seats at a table in the back of the room. Tom could tell that every person in the room was watching him, but trying to be discreet about it. “So I hear you come a long way to deliver me a message. As I said before, it must be very important. What it is?” asked Dark Cloud. “You served with my son, and you were with him when he died, you said?”

Tom nodded his head. “We were friends, and yes, I was with him when he died. He asked me to give you a message. He said…”

“Stop. I want to hear the whole story. I need to know it all. I can cancel most of the appointments I have this afternoon and rearrange them for later, except for the one lady I see waiting. I’ll take her and be free in about half an hour. Then we can talk. Is that good?”

“Okay,” said Tom. “I think that would be better.”

“There’s not much to see or do in Lukachukai, but you could walk over to the Trading Post and look around till I get done.”

“Okay, I’ll do that and see you in a half-hour.”

Dark Cloud said, “Better make it a little longer. You’re on Indian time here.”

“What does that mean?”

“It means it’s kind of flexible. Could be up to an hour.”

“Okay,” said Tom. “There’s no hurry. That will be all right.”

“Yes. Now you are starting to think like an Indian.”

Tom opened his mouth to speak about being part Indian but closed it. It could wait. “See you then. Bye.”

“Ah koo’ neh koo’. Goodbye, and see you back here soon.”

Tom nodded, rose, and left. He felt all eyes in the room following him, and they were overflowing with questions. As he opened the chapter house door, cold wind hit his face and tried to tear the door handle from his hand, but he managed to hold on and forced it shut behind him. The gust tore at his jacket as he walked across the frozen dirt parking lot to the trading post with two old gas pumps. From what he’d seen of the area, filling stations were few and far between. He made a mental note to fill up here and not take any chances. Running out of gas wasn’t in this desolate area would be bad.

He opened the trading post door and entered. The warm air on his face felt so good after having the frigid air tearing at his face.

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