“And where are you from?” Cole asked curiously. “Your Spanish is perfect, but your features are Apache, aren’t they?” “Yes,” Naya replied, choosing her words carefully. “I left home looking for something different, something real.” Cole didn’t press for more details. He respected people’s privacy.
Well, whatever it is you’re looking for, I hope you find it. And while you’re here, you won’t be completely alone. I’m a loner myself, but two loners together make good company. They spent the afternoon talking under that tree. Cole told them about the dry riverbed, about the people who lived there, about the fields where he sometimes got temporary work.
