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Chapter 2Blaze had told Logan that the spotlight should be on him tonight. And it was. Blaze’s pulses raced from pride when the president of the NMAI introduced Logan as Eastern Shoshone of the Snake Nation and spoke of his contribution to Native art. Logan rose to heavy applause and approached the speaker’s stand. “I’m grateful for this opportunity and I thank everyone who worked hard to make this important building happen.” He named some who had been involved in the preparations, then introduced his family. “My father is a well-known southern California architect, and he recognized my eye for forms, shapes, and colors early in my life. My mother’s intricate and imaginative beadwork is famous in the Indian world as well.” Blaze thought the bones in his chest might snap from happiness to