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casually, absently picking up some sand and letting it slip between
his fingers.
    “What do you mean by that?” she asked
him curiously.
    He shrugged. “My people call me Black Fox.
The white men at the fort call me Cody.”
    She struggled to remember if there was a fort
around here and couldn’t recall, but then she really didn’t
know where she was. His answers to that question had been vague at
best. “What fort?”
    He flippantly tossed his arm out, his gaze
following. “It’s far away.”
    She didn’t even bother to look because she
knew what she would see. More sand, cactus and rocks. This had to be
a nightmare. Nothing was making sense. “I need to go home,”
she said uneasily and got up. “Please take me back to my car.”
    He looked up at her. “This car you speak of
is no more. It created fire like I’ve never seen,” he
said anxiously. “You could have been killed.”
    “Then maybe you could take me back to town
on your horse,” she suggested, dreading his answer.
    “There are no towns around here. Only my
village,” he said patiently.
    She ran her fingers through her hair with
frustration, not sure what to do and not at all clear on what had
happened. She knew the car was incinerated, but that didn’t
answer the question of where it was. She also knew she had to get
back to it.
    “What is your name?” he asked her
politely.
    She looked at him. “Suzanne.”
    “Suzanne,” he echoed. “Suzanne,”
he said again as if playing with the word. It was almost as if he’d
never heard the name before and it was a novelty to say it. “Did
your mother name you Suzanne?”
    “Yes,” she barely breathed, rubbing
her aching forehead. He was her only source of help and she didn’t
need him knowing she still wasn’t at the top of her game. “Will
you take me back to the road?” she asked him in a shallow
voice.
    “There are no roads, Suzanne,” he told
her in a soft voice, knowing she was confused. He then offered the
canteen to her again. “Would you like more water?”
    She slowly shook her head. “No, thank you.”
    He took a quick drink and replaced the cap,
watching her as she weaved unsteadily before him. “Are you well
enough to travel now?” he asked even though he suspected she
wasn’t.
    “Where are we going?” she asked
nervously.
    He rose to his feet. “To my village. To
Chief Tall Deer. We can be there by nightfall.”
    She took a step and steadied herself against the
big boulder she’d been leaning against, putting her hand to her
forehead again as the world began to spin.
    Cody watched her, ready to lend her aid should she
fall. He thought they should stay the night. He could hunt for food,
but water was scarce and he would have to travel for that; hopefully,
not very far. “We should stay. You are not well.”
    She sunk back down to a sitting position, rubbing
her forehead. “Maybe I’m not,” she conceded. “It’s
so hot.”
    He opened the canteen again and handed it to her.
“I will go hunt and find water. You wait here.”
    She drank lightly and handed the canteen back to
him. “I don’t know where I would go. I’m lost
enough as it is,” she said sadly.
    Panic was brimming. She didn’t know where
she was. She didn’t know who he was or how she’d gotten
here. She didn’t know how to get back to her car that she now
knew was blown to smithereens and, to top it all off, she was sick
again. It had to be a dream. A hallucination. She’d been in the
heat too long. That was the only explanation. Nothing here was real.
    “You’re leaving?” she asked
distressfully, gazing up at him. She was afraid to be out here alone.
It was hot and the sun would be setting eventually. The wild animals
and snakes would be coming out as the heat subsided.
    He could hear the panic in her voice and knelt in
front of her. He wanted to offer her comfort, but knew a man like him
could never touch a woman like her. He was a half-breed Indian man
and she was a white