I knew because that was the kind of thing I liked to see. I hoped to be a saddlemaker, one day. Ma always said I was addled to think so. It wasn’t �...�fit woman’s work’. But, from haunting the local saddlery, I knew a saddlemaker had to know about all kinds of leather gear, not just saddles, and sometimes he – she – had to make it pretty. ‘I sure admire that beaded scabbard. Never saw anything like that before.’ ‘It’s Kiowa made.’ I didn’t know anybody who was an Indian, let alone Kiowa. ‘Is. Although Tony slept at her apartment when he was in town, he was not the authority figure. This was her responsibility. After all, Alex was her son, not his.Alex was in his pajamas, looking sleepy-eyed with a bad case of bedhead. Cheryl greeted him in her usual upbeat manner, “Good morning, my little man. How did you sleep?”“Pretty good, I guess,” Alex replied in between yawns.Cheryl took out his cereal and the milk and put them on the table with a glass of orange juice. She tried to straighten. More

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