It started snowing last night. And is still snowing. We get to the first cliff and sit down to meditate.“You should be police detective here in Amer...ca,” Uncle Bao startles me after thirty minutes of meditation. I never thought about what I want to do when I graduated from high school.“What’s it like,” I ask Uncle Bao.He stares across the valley as if he is thinking. “Very satisfying taking bad people off the streets. The world is better place without bad people. You do good as policeman. A lot. “I suppose.”“Good,” he said, grabbing my biceps and pinching it. “You look strong, I just need you to go, grab the stuff and complain to them, something of that sort. You can use the company’s truck. Can I count on you, then?”“Yes, boss, it’s on me,” I answered, still surprised at the sudden request.“Good. It’s outside the city, so it might take a while. Have Mattison accompany you to help you load the stuff into the truck, and come back when you’re done, okay?”“Alright, boss. We’ll be right. When I told about having to turn the baby, Mom Ash left and we heard her throw up in the bathroom across the hall.“You’re right,” Mom Mar said. “You had to do that or you’d both have died. Your baby survived?”“Yeah. Little Kyle.” Oh my god! “Pa, when you traveled, your host was Kyle Redtail. Did he have another name?”“Of course, sweetie. Redtail was the name Laramie gave him. It was because my totem was the redtail hawk, like yours is the raven. His given name was Kyle Wardlaw. As far as he. I hereby promise to never say anything hurtful to or about any woman who is either topless in my arms or naked in my bed. What other non-negotiable demands do you have?" I don't want you to say bad things about me behind my back, either." That's harder. What if you start saying things about me? Am I supposed to just let you say anything you want but I can't say anything about you?" Oh, you're right. I told you I've never done this. How about you don't say anything bad about me as long as I.