Chapter 7The lumber arrived, and I went to work teaching Standing Rock how to use planes and hammers and saws. The lad was bright and caught on quickly, even if he pretended to be reluctant about his work. It was a false face. It was obvious he had taken a liking to carpentry.
Although he was as well put together as any young man his age, he was not overtly handsome…merely pleasant looking. The comely one in Dew Drop’s family was the younger boy, even though his beauty was not yet truly formed. Nonetheless, Rock had a trait that stirred the blood and made it easy to form a list for him. For one thing, he possessed a worthy rod—as he clearly revealed whenever we cleaned up in the crick after a day’s work.
His presence was so powerful that I was tempted to have congress with him and reliev
