”“But I can’t lose her again,” Marie said, her voice rising.“You won’t lose her, but she needs to remain in treatment for now. It may be, ...owever, that she can communicate with you, accept visitors, and perhaps, briefly, come to visit. And then, when she is ready, she can return home permanently.”“Who are you people?”Jan pointed to Jake. “This is Jake Fielding. It was he who found and freed Kate. He has engaged me to provide psychological treatment for her.” Jan pointed to Shannon. “This is my. Then we have two world-class writers. Finally, we have a former prostitute. Me!" As she said it, Jan looked up from her notes and just looked around the room for a few moments. The room, as big as it was, was totally silent."That is what I want to talk about. A biography Anita Collins wrote about me says I pursued a professional career while in graduate school. She points out that whores and prostitutes are referred to as 'pros', so she felt it was true."Ladies, I'm sure I entertained at least. Nope, it wasn't like that. There were so many things that I had to do. There were so many expectations placed on me and we didn't even have jobs. Zeke was one of the lucky ones. He was a trailer park king because he was on disability. That meant that Zeke got paid not to work. All Zeke had to do was sit on his ass and wait for the check to come.Zeke was a God damned genius. He was one of three brothers who worked in a warehouse. Well, they pretended to work in the warehouse. What they really. Once he had blown the column of smoke into the air, he waited for Red Hawk to join him. Red Hawk didn’t move. Several minutes passed.Finally, Joshua broke the silence. “Are we to become enemies now?”“Big Steel, you have not told the Shoshone the truth. You tell us that you bring your family to this land. But you bring pony soldiers. Pony Soldiers to hunt and kill the Shoshone. Will you join the brown skins and scalp hunters? Is this to be WAR?”“Red Hawk, I DO NOT bring war. And I can only hope.