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shadows of the sculptures
under the white tent looked ominous, as if they would start walking
anytime. She chuckled at her own fear that morning, when the
sculptures had spooked her.
    Although she’d had only a few sips of
wine, she felt euphoric. She should watch her drinking.
    Kal returned with two
steaming plates and set them on the table. " Chicken
Marsala. "
    The appetizing dish, with
mushrooms and onions, served on a bed of bow-tie pasta, had a
divine aroma. Madison took a bite and sighed with delight. " You made this from scratch? Where
did you learn gourmet cooking? "
    He nodded humbly and sat
at the table. " I travel with
my art. I have a knack with food. I learn
fast. "
    " This is
sublime. " But the Marsala
sauce contained alcohol, too. Madison had better watch her
intake. " To get back to the
legends, you mean skinwalkers are like werewolves, but
coyotes? "
    " A skinwalker
can be any animal. All kinds of evil spirits can take over human
beings. But the Coyote is the most sacred. " The feral glint in his eyes made Madison
shiver.
    " But this is
legend. It never happens, right? " Even fresh from the Reservation, he couldn’t be that remote
from reality.
    Kal took on a mysterious
expression as he gazed upon her, and his voice changed to the
rhythm of traditional storytelling. " Many elders claim to have seen
shapeshifters. They skip generations but invariably return in
regular cycles to do mischief in the glow of the full
moon. "
    " But for what
purpose? " Such stories just
didn’t make sense.
    " The Great
Coyote, creator of the universe, is a mischievous
god. " The candlelight gave
his skin a golden glow.
    Madison forced down her
mounting lust. This was no time for such thoughts. " Now I understand why you create
such striking creatures in your art. "
    " Legends and
mythology are great sources of inspiration. " He topped off both glasses.
    " But you
don’t believe these legends, do you? "
    " What we
believe is irrelevant. " His
face closed, and he lowered his gaze to focus on his plate. He
hadn’t answered the question. What was he hiding?
    Madison took a sip of
wine. " Any interesting
stories? "
    " There are
plenty, but I don’t know them all. " He shoved food into his mouth as if to avoid the
topic. An obvious lie.
    Madison remained silent. Why didn’t he
want to tell her? Cricket chirps filled the night air, punctuating
the conversation lag. The breeze carried a hint of sweet
sage.
    Kal glanced up, suddenly
tense. " What about you? Why
were you so adamant against accepting a date? " His teasing tone took a sharp edge. " Is there a boyfriend I should be
worried about? "
    " No. " The answer came
too quickly. Damn .
    He beamed at her and grinned. Madison
hated herself for being so transparent.
    " An ex,
maybe? " When she didn’t
answer, his face grew serious. " One who did not treat you right? "
    Madison sighed. " Actually, the man was very
charming. Aren’t they all in the beginning? " Did the wine make her talk too much? She barely
had one glass. So why was she babbling? Something about Kal
loosened her tongue. " The
bastard charmed every woman in a thirty mile radius into his bed. I
can’t believe it took me months to find
out. "
    " Obviously,
he didn’t appreciate or deserve you. " Kal said softly, gazing into her eyes.
    " Thanks. " She held his
gaze a little too long then looked away to break the
spell.
    He raised the empty
bottle. " Should I open
another? "
    Madison covered her glass
with her hand. " That’s quite
enough for me. Thank you. "
    " As for this
stupid boyfriend of yours, you are better off without
him. "
    " Right. " But it didn’t
help her self-esteem. Could boring little Madison ever be enough
for a man?
    For dessert, Kal demonstrated his
skills with the blowtorch on some scrumptious crème brulée with
blueberries. He served it along with strong coffee sweetened with
Amaretto liqueur. Great! More alcohol.
    " What was
your childhood like? " He
stirred his coffee, eyes fixed on his