I wrote this on December 18, 2009. Finished 2010

Chapter 1
"Hey Rancho, how are you doing?" asked Brandon.
"I am fine," Rancho walking towards the store.
"How is that adopted son doing, he has not decided to take your hair?" asked Brandon.
"No he is not like that, we are raising him better," said Rancho.
"It does not matter what you do, or how you raise him, he is a Native, and he will become a killer, no matter what you do, you can't tame the wild," said Brandon.
"You are wrong, you are just afraid," Rancho walking into the store.
Back on the farm Rancho's wife, Martha was putting the baby into his crib, then there was a knock at the door.
"Just a minute," said Martha.
She walked out of the room and answered the door.
"Michael, what do you want?" asked Martha.
"Where is your son?" asked Michael.
"He is sleeping, why?" asked Martha.
"He has to go back, he can't stay here, when he grows up, everything will change or go wrong, you think you raised him right, but wait until he gets older, he will have the urge to kill, maybe even go to town to burn it or kill you and Rancho first, it is in his blood, you can't change that," said Michael.
"You are wrong, he is a good boy, and he will be a good man," said Martha slamming the door closed.
"All right ma'am, you wait, you will see a change in him," said Michael getting on his horse and riding back into town.
Rancho walked into the dress shop and was getting a nice dress for Martha.
"Howdy Rancho, hows the little guy doing?" asked the storekeeper.
"He is doing great, thank you, Brandon and Michael are giving me fits about him," said Rancho.
"Yeah, that's what the wars do. There is no changing them, they hate the Natives, even if they are civilized now, they will still try and kill one if they had a chance, they are so far into the past and not focusing on what is ahead, they are afraid," said the storekeeper.
"Yes, that is what I told Brandon, he is a afraid of what's different, how much do I
owe you for the dress I ordered?" asked Rancho.
"That would be a dollar," said the storekeeper.
"Here you go," Rancho handing the storekeeper a dollar for the dress.
"Thank you," said the storekeeper putting the cash in his cash register. Rancho said goodbye and walked out and went on his way home.
Chapter 2
As he arrived home, he went to put his horse up in the bar for the night and walked back to the house.
"I have something for you," said Rancho. So she sat down at the table and opened her present.
"Oh it is beautiful honey, thank you, but how could you afford this with the mone we have?" asked Martha.
"I've been saving up to buy you something nice," said Rancho.
"Thank you, I love it very much," said Martha.
"You are welcome sweetheart," said Rancho.
As the baby was sleeping, Martha and Rancho went outside and sat down in their rocking chairs on the porch, watching the sun go down until it was dark. Then they came back inside and went to sleep. The next morning the baby was crying, Martha quickly got up and fed the baby some milk and he was happy. When he finished drinking his milk he started to smile and it was the cutest smile nothing but gums. Martha took him outside and sat down on the rocking chair, it was a nice day. Then Rancho came outside and sat down also.
As they were sitting down they saw two men on horseback coming upon their land, then they got closer to the house.
"Brandon, Michael what are you doing here?" angered Rancho.
"I am just saying you need to give that baby back to his people before it's too late," said Michael.
"Look, you are afraid, I know that, but he will not be the kind of Native you think he will be, he will be a good boy, a good man," said Rancho.
"We are not afraid of him, we are afraid of what he might do to our town and the people in it, we warned you, you wait to long and he will turn on you both," said Brandon.
"Leave now," demanded Rancho.
So Michael and Brandon rode back to town to have a couple of drinks.
"Why do they have to be so cruel?" asked Martha rocking the baby.
"They hate the Natives, they think just because he is a Native he will automatically kill the whites when he grows up," said Rancho.
"But our son will be a good man," said Martha.
"Yes he will, he will not do anything to harm anyone or anything," said Rancho.
It was dark, so they walked inside and put the baby in his bed, and went to sleep.
As they were sleeping Michael and Brandon came to the baby's window, Brandon went inside, he stood over the crib, the baby woke up crying, Brandon quickly grabbed the baby and was about to go out the window, when Rancho came walking in.
"BRANDON! Get out of my house, you put my son down NOW!" shouted Rancho.
Martha came running inside as well. Brandon threw the baby toward Rancho, and Rancho quickly caught the baby before he hit the floor.
"It's all right, shush, you're all right, daddy's got you," said Rancho cuddling him and holding him tightly.
So they took the baby to their room and went back to sleep.
Chapter 3
Martha woke up with the baby, and went into the kitchen, she started to feed the baby, Rancho got up and put his clothes and coat on, and went to town, to tell the Sheriff what happened.
"Sheriff, I need you to arrest Michael and Brandon?" asked Rancho.
"What happened?" asked the Sheriff concerned.
"They broke into my house, they tried to take my baby from me," said Rancho.
"I'll go see them, they're living in the war again it seems," said the Sheriff walking over to the saloon.
"Thank you, Sheriff," said Rancho.
"Alright, Michael, Brandon, get up, you both are under arrest," said the Sheriff.
So they both stood up and smiled and went with the Sheriff and Randy, the Sheriff's deputy.
"Why did you break into his home, trying to take his son?" asked Randy.
"When that baby grows, he will be a killer, he will burn the town down he will kill everyone in it, when that day comes, we will be ready, once again, like we did in the Indian fighting days," said Michael.
"Michael those days are long gone, they are all on Reservations now, we have had no trouble with the Indians, there are some that come here and trade, he will not be a wild Indian, he was taken when he was not even a year old," said Sheriff.
"What, you too?"' asked Brandon.
"You two need to stop living in the war, come back to the future, you guys are afraid of what's coming and you know it," said the Sheriff.
"You and the whole town are going to be sorry, you are going to regret it," said Michael.
So the Sheriff shut the iron door and went back to playing his chess game. Years and years have come and gone and their son never did do anything that Brandon and Michael said, he was a good boy, went to school, made friends, making good grades. As they were sitting down around the table eating a knock was at the door.
"Hello Rancho, how are you doing?" asked Aunt Darlene.
"Good, come on in," said Rancho.
"Thank you," said Aunt Darlene.
"Would you both like something to eat or drink?" asked Rancho.
"No, we're fine," said Darlene's husband.
"Hello sister," said Martha.
"Hello Martha darling," said Darlene.
"Hello, Aunt Darlene," Jason hugging her.
"We're moving to Arizona," said Darlene's husband.
"That's a big step Darlene," said Martha.
"I know, but it's a beautiful place," said Darlene.
"Well, do keep in touch," said Rancho.
"We will, we'll write you letters and write when we have arrived," said Aunt Darlene.
"Well keep us posted," said Martha.
"We will," said Aunt Darlene.
"Whoa, where are you going son, put your gun up, you know you're not supposed to have that, you're supposed to ask me first?" asked Rancho.
"I want to go with them, to protect them against the Indians, I heard that the Indians in Arizona jumped the Reservation and now is going up and down Arizona burning settler's homes, I just want to go to protect them on the way there and when they get home, I can protect them there from them renegades," said Jason.
"We will be fine sonny, I promise, we will write on the way, and when we arrive in Arizona we will write also," said Darlene's husband.
"Yes we will be all right," said Aunt Darlene.
"All right," said Jason.
"Now go inside and put that away before someone gets hurt," said Rancho.
"Yes sir," said Jason.
"Goodbye Martha darling," said Darlene.
"Goodbye," said Martha.
"Take care," said Darlene's husband.
"You also," said Rancho.
Then they walked to their wagon and rode away. It started to get late so they cleaned up and went to bed.
Chapter 4
It was an early morning, it was a beautiful morning, the birds were chirping and flying around. Rancho and Martha went inside as Jason was chopping up the wood for the fireplace. Then out of nowhere comes this Indian warrior on a fast horse, Jason quickly ran inside before the Indian warrior could bend down and grab him.
"Dad, some Indian warrior tried to grab me," Jason grabbing his gun and looking out the window.
"Are there any more?" asked Rancho grabbing his gun and looking out the back window.
Martha looked out the kitchen window to see as well.
"I don't see anything son; I think we're all right," said Rancho.
"Okay," said Jason putting his gun up.
"It's safe now, do you want to go to town with me?" asked Martha.
"Sure, at least I got some of the wood chopped up," smiled Jason.
Rancho stayed on the farm to finish the fence. Martha and Jason went to the barn and saddled up two horses and put them on the wagon and rode to town.
As they arrived at the store, three men watched Jason and Martha go inside the store.
"Hello Martha, Jason, what can I do for you both?" asked the Storekeeper.
"I need a bag of flour please?" asked Martha.
"All right," the Storekeeper walked to the back of the store to get the flour.
As he went back the three men walked inside.
"Hey pretty lady, what's your name?" asked the man.
"Martha and this is my son Jason."
"Your son, he's an Indian, I never thought I would see a white woman have an Indian for a son," said the man.
"What is wrong with that?" asked Martha.
"Well ma'am, there killers, you just don't see an Indian dressed up as a white man," said the man.
"I'm not a killer," said Jason.
"I'm impressed," said the second man.
"Let's go," said the first man.
So they left, and the storekeeper came back with the bag of flour.
"Here you go, twenty-five cents?" asked the Storekeeper.
"Here you go, thank you," said Martha.
"Your welcome and you both have a blessed day," said the Storekeeper.
"You also," smiled Martha leaving the store.
"Mother, why was it a shock to them that I was your son?" asked Jason in confusion.
"A lot has changed with the White Americans and the Native Americans, both sides did a lot of damage to each other, children as well," said Martha.
"Well I am not like that, I'm different," said Jason.
"Yes I know dear," said Martha.
So they rode away back to the farm. As they arrived they saw a wagon.
"I didn't know we were having company?" asked Martha.
So they pulled up to the house and walked inside. They saw two men with
papers sitting at the table.
"What is going on?" asked Martha.
"Sit down, they need to talk to us," said Rancho.
So Martha sat down next to Rancho.
"What is going on, what do they want?" asked Martha.
"I do not know honey, we have to see what they say," said Rancho.
Chapter 5
"I bet you're wondering what we are doing here?" asked Ronald.
"Yes we are," said Rancho.
"We're here on behalf of Jason and his safety and needs," said Ronald.
"Oh," said Rancho.
"It's time to take him to the reservation, where his people are," said Ronald.
"You're not taking him anywhere, we've had people try to take him from us, this is Brandon and Michael's doing," said Rancho.
"No it's not, we're doing it for the best interest of Jason," said Ronald.
"Unless you want the bluecoats to take him by force to a boarding school," said Light Water.
"I'm not going nowhere, these are my parents, my home, I go to school here, I made friends here," said Jason crossing his arms.
"Don't you want to know who you are, and your people," said Light Water.
"I know who I am," said Jason.
"Really, who are you then, who are your people?" asked Light Water.
"I'm a human being just like my parents and yourself," said Jason.
"You're a proud people, of the Oglala Sioux tribe," said Light Water.
"I don't care, I am still not going, this is my home," said Jason getting angry.
"Just sign these papers and we'll take him before the blue coats take him," said Ronald.
"If he does go, you make sure he gets good food and make sure he has a blanket with no holes in it," said Rancho.
"We'll make sure of that," said Light Water.
"No father!" yelled Jason.
"I'll be right back," said Martha leaving the kitchen.
She went to her bedroom and pulled out a box from under her bed and grabbed three photos that were inside and brought them to the kitchen.
"This is where you came from, this is your home," said Martha.
"This is a photo of your parents, and you when you were a baby," said Rancho.
"Learn all you can sweetheart," said Martha.
"But," said Jason.
"No buts, go pack your things, it's time," said Rancho.
He was angry, so he threw his clothes in a bag and walked out of the house and into the wagon without saying anything.
"We will come and visit you soon, be good," said Martha.
Jason looked away and crossed his arms, and they rode away.
Chapter 6
"So how old are you?" asked Ronald.
"I 'm eighteen years old," said Jason.
"Wow," said Ronald.
"So where are we now, I see a town ahead," said Jason.
"That town is the reservation, we are in North Dakota, you'll be staying with an Indian woman and her two children," said Light Water.
"North Dakota, my parents aren't going to visit me, it's too far," said Jason.
"They will Sonny," said Ronald.
"This Indian woman, does she speak English?" asked Jason.
"Yes very well," said Light Water.
"Good, because I don't speak Indian," said Jason.
"You'll learn over the years," said Light Water.
As they arrived they pulled up to the supply store and walked inside.
"I need a good blanket with no holes in it?" asked Ronald.
"Ha, your funny mister, very funny," said the boy as he handed him a blanket.
Then Ronald and Light Water took Jason to the woman's house he was going to stay in.
"Hello, this is Jason Clear Water, he is going to be staying with you, he is eighteen years of age," said Ronald.
"Hello Jason, this is my son Lone Walker and my daughter Yellow Star," said Sky Woman.
"Hello," said Jason.
"Hello," said Lone Walker and Yellow Star.
"We must be going now," said Ronald.
"You're leaving?" asked Jason.
"Yes, we have more business to do," said Ronald.
"You'll be all right, I promise," said Light Water.
So they left, Sky Woman invited Jason into her home.
"Please sit, we are about to eat, would you like to join us?" asked Sky Woman.
"Yes, thank you," said Jason with polite manners.
So they ate, it was getting late, they cleaned up and went to bed. Jason couldn't sleep very well, because he was not in his bed, he was no longer in what he called home.
Chapter 7
The years have come and gone, Jason was now in his twenty's. He never did forget his parents, all he wants to do is leave and go back home.
It was a nice sunny day on the reservation, in the store there was a well-dressed woman, she was asking everybody there if they knew a boy named Jason. They all said no politely of course. But this one man was being rude, saying,
"Why is a white woman looking for an Indian boy, he is probably burning homes or killing right now." Jason heard the entire ruckus and walked inside.
"Leave her alone," said Jason.
"Why she is looking for an Indian kid, a white lady, looking for an Indian, said the man. "I was only helping her out."
"No, you were being rude, and not respecting her," said Jason.
"What do you know about respect injun?" asked the man.
"My mother told me," said Jason.
"I didn't know an Indian woman knew about respect," laughed the man.
Yellow Star walks inside and said,
"Jason let's go," said Yellow Star firmly.
So he walked out, Martha quickly ran out of the store and yelled.
"Son!" shouted Martha.
"Mom," whispered Jason.
Yellow Star looked at Jason and nodded her head and walked home.
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I wrote this on December 18, 2009. Finished 2010

Chapter 1
"Hey Rancho, how are you doing?" asked Brandon.
"I am fine," Rancho walking towards the store.
"How is that adopted son doing, he has not decided to take your hair?" asked Brandon.
"No he is not like that, we are raising him better," said Rancho.
"It does not matter what you do, or how you raise him, he is a Native, and he will become a killer, no matter what you do, you can't tame the wild," said Brandon.
"You are wrong, you are just afraid," Rancho walking into the store.
Back on the farm Rancho's wife, Martha was putting the baby into his crib, then there was a knock at the door.
"Just a minute," said Martha.
She walked out of the room and answered the door.
"Michael, what do you want?" asked Martha.
"Where is your son?" asked Michael.
"He is sleeping, why?" asked Martha.
"He has to go back, he can't stay here, when he grows up, everything will change or go wrong, you think you raised him right, but wait until he gets older, he will have the urge to kill, maybe even go to town to burn it or kill you and Rancho first, it is in his blood, you can't change that," said Michael.
"You are wrong, he is a good boy, and he will be a good man," said Martha slamming the door closed.
"All right ma'am, you wait, you will see a change in him," said Michael getting on his horse and riding back into town.
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