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Chapter 5-1
Chapter 5Fran scanned the tiny village, not sure what she expected to see. For a moment, it looked as if nothing had changed. The twin rows of square, little cement-block houses and the scatter of hogans looked the same, but they were shabbier, duller, holding a look of abandonment and decay. Apparently deserted now, Grandma Jonas’ old hogan had fallen into disrepair. If the old lady had died there, she’d understand, for the InDinay would consider it haunted, but Fran knew her grandmother had died in Kaibona, many miles away. Perhaps it was just no longer needed. She knew that fewer and fewer of the InDinay chose to stay in the remote villages, living the life of their ancestors. There were few inducements to keep people focused on the old ways. Over half the little houses stood empty. B
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