    “What happened out there?”
“I can’t tell you,” repeated Fintan. “I’m sorry, Bob. Please forgive
me.”
Bob drew himself up to his full height. “My name is Standing
Bear.” He walked out of the room without a backwards look.
There were several saucers still there, so Fintan got into one of
them and took off. He climbed as high as he could, before realizing
he didn’t know where to go. He clearly wasn’t welcome back in the
Navajo nation anymore, and he didn’t want to go back to school.
He hated it, but there was only one place left for him. He laid in a
course for Ireland.
For home.
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Do you think he can keep the secret?
Yes.
So how much time do you think we have?
Four years. Maybe more maybe less.
And you think they’ll come?
Yes. They will, and we will need to be ready.
But the lives that were lost. Was it worth it?
Yes. Simon and Red Two did what they had to do and Tricnollak
knew what he was doing. It was a good sacrifice.
But what about Nizhoni?
END
TO BE CONTINUED IN
“THE MILLION YEAR JOURNEY”
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