Chapter 7According to Gideon, the army started all of its soldiers marching off the same foot to achieve order and harmony. Winter Bird and Ité did not lead with the same moccasin, bringing discord. Bird’s demeanor changed so drastically, I braced him in the foundry one day and demanded to know what the problem was.
“Leave it alone,” he said, growling deep in his throat.
“Not if it disrupts my household. Face gets along with Rachel Ann and the children just fine.”
Bird’s eyes clouded. “Watch him around the boys.” He stalked out the door.
Puzzled, I shouted after him to send Face to me before I picked up the hammer to finish the horseshoe Bird had been fashioning. I had been hesitant about accepting the boy on the farm but was swayed by the reasoning that he would be a good and probably
