practically raised him. His parents were
travelling through our village when they got sick. It was something I
have never seen, or, ever seen since.
There was just nothing I could do. I think it may have been some kind
of poisoning.
39 The boy had no place to go, no other family. So I kept him. He's
become like a part of me. He knows as much about my work as I do, and
he's going to be a great Healer someday, if he lives."
40 Bold Fox found her leaning against him, and he did not find it
uncomfortable. "I put him back together," she moaned, "but the bullet
broke up. One of the pieces severed some important arteries. I don't
know if he'll ever be a father." She began to weep, and Bold Fox just
held her and let her cry.
41 Seven days later they noticed activity in the city begin to slow.
Many of the enemy were not to be seen, and many of those that were
moving looked sick. Blue Blossom looked at Bold Fox as she put down her
glass. "They've got it all right!" she announced. "It must be spreading
through the city like fire. Five and ten of them or more should be down
when you attack."
42 "Good!" cried Bold Fox. "How's our young friend today?"
43 "Getting better," Blue Blossom told him. "But you know something? I
think HE'S got it! Of all the damn luck, he not only goes and gets
shot, he makes himself sick! I don't know what I'm going to DO with
that boy!"
44 They both laughed furiously. Everything was almost ready. The train
was set, reinforcements ready to move on foot, the gliders were ready
to be pulled skyward, and the Yellow Thunder had arrived.