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326 pages, Hardcover
First published March 1, 2011
, looking forward to spending quiet and relaxing time together….but as we know, something is going to happen where Mercy is around…
There’s something in the river that is killing people and Mercy has some connection to the monster, named River Devil.
. They have a deep and strong connection –and let’s not speak about possessiveness….
I adore these two together…they suit each other perfectly!!!!!
I did enjoy learning about the Native American history, their myths and their customs…it was an added pleasure and hopefully we will see more of them in the next books.
“All life is rife with possibilities. Seeds have possibilities, but all their tomorrows are caught by the patterning of their life cycle. Animals have possibilities that are greater than that of a fir tree or a blade of grass. Still, though, for most animals, the pattern of instinct, the patterns of their lives, are very strong. Humanity has a far greater range of possibilities, especially the very young. Who will children grow up to be? Who will they marry, what will they believe, what will they create? Creation is a very powerful seed of possibility.”
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“Mercy is not a proper Indian name." Her tone, like her words, was critical, but not emotionally so. "She is a mechanic. We should call her She Fixes Car."
"No, sister. Bringer of Change."
The woman ... frowned disapprovingly. "Rash Coyote Who Runs with Wolf. We could shorten it to Dinner Woman.”
"Your ability to survive anything that gets thrown at you sometimes leaves the rest of us swallowing ulcer medication for days afterward. I don't like the taste of Maalox."
“I am the reality of all coyotes. The archetype. The epitome.” He smiled out into the darkness. “You are just a reflection of me.”
It also appears that he is ... or some aspect of him was ... my father. It was complicated. I understood it, mostly, but I had to think a little sideways to do it.
“Trouble seems to follow me around, waiting to club me with a tire iron.”