SAND IN HER EYES

Many years ago, I woke in the middle of the night with a story in my head. I grabbed a pen and pad and wrote as fast as I could with no idea where the story was going or how it would end. I finished on the very last line of the pad and sat there, a little stunned. I have no idea where it came from or what messenger carried it to my dreams, but here it is

For Mary, my Wolf Wife.

SAND IN HER EYES
(c) Mike Grell

One night Bear decided he needed a new wife, so he went to the lodge of the Chief of a Cheyenne Wolf Clan and reached in under the flap and grabbed the Chief’s daughter by the ankle and pulled her out. Naturally, she woke up, but Cheyenne women are very beautiful and they’re used to being stolen, and, anyway, she wanted to see what her new husband would look like. But Bear threw sand in her eyes and carried her off through the forest. 

“My new husband is very strong,” she thought. “He will be a good provider.” 

When they got to his lodge, Bear took the sand from her eyes. She couldn’t believe what she saw. 

“I am Bear,” he said. “And you will be my new Bear Wife. You will cook for me and clean for me and keep my lodge, and you will bear me fine sons… then you can go your way and I’ll go mine.” 

“But I am not a Bear Wife,” she said. “I am a Wolf Wife. I will run with you and hunt with you and sing with you and we will come together in the Mating Moon and I will bear you many fine sons and daughters and we will stay together all the days of our lives.” 

“That’s not what I had in mind,” said Bear, and he threw sand in her eyes and took her back to her father’s lodge and shoved her in under the flap. 

When she awoke the next morning, she thought it had all been a dream. But she had sand in her eyes, so she knew it was true. 

AHO!

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