Hidden in the Green of Her Eyes

Thomas Brown left his comfortable life behind to brave the perilous west, full of Comanches and grizzly bears, in search of his sister. An Indian youth ended up finding him instead, and just in the nick of time! What will they discover together?___Search "Nannette Kreitzman" for more works by this author.___Excerpt:___I turned to see a cloud of dust being kicked up in the distance. By the time I turned around again, the boy had vanished. As had my rifle. No matter what had spooked him,...
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Thomas Brown left his comfortable life behind to brave the perilous west, full of Comanches and grizzly bears, in search of his sister. An Indian youth ended up finding him instead, and just in the nick of time! What will they discover together?___Search "Nannette Kreitzman" for more works by this author.___Excerpt:___I turned to see a cloud of dust being kicked up in the distance. By the time I turned around again, the boy had vanished. As had my rifle. No matter what had spooked him, absconding with my only protection was poor form. Following an instinct I didn't stop to think about, I dumped his food on my platter and hid his beneath mine. ___In mere moments, five braves had infiltrated my camp. They were magnificent specimens of manhood who terrified me far more than the bear had. One ate the last of my dinner without shame. Another was busily removing the claws from the bear. A third ran his hands over my rawboned horses, his derision clear to see. ___I sent a silent thanks to the livery owner who suggested the pair. Comanches were notorious horsemen and took great pride in their mounts. If they were to steal my horses, I'd be done for. As the two remaining braves stared at me with undisguised malice, I thought perhaps I was anyway.___Sweat broke out on my brow as the steel of their glare pierced me. Those buckskinned storytellers had much to say about Comanches. The tales of their inventive modes of torture and murder swirled in my mind, causing a roaring in my ears.___All five braves looked to the horizon as the noise I was hearing grew louder and the ground began to tremble. In a flash, they all leapt on their horses with skilled agility, then raced toward the swarm of wooly fur and horns flattening the prairie grass. Buffalo. ___I didn't stay to watch the hunt, although I'm sure it would have been memorable. I stashed my belongings and hitched up the horses as fast as I was able, relieved to vacate a campsite which had proven most inhospitable.