Smoke Signals

3345 WordsFeb 28, 201314 Pages
Victor accepted the Tribal Council's offer. What else could he do? So he signed the proper papers, picked up his check, and walked over to the Trading Post to cash it. While Victor stood in line, he watched Thomas Buildsthe-Fire standing near the magazine rack, talking to himself. Like he always did. Thomas was a storyteller that nobody wanted to listen to. That's like being a dentist in a town where everybody has false teeth. Victor and Thomas Builds-the-Fire were the same age, had grown up and played in the dirt together. Ever since Victor could remember, it was Thomas who always had something to say. Once, when they were seven years old, when Victor's father still lived with the family, Thomas closed his eyes and told Victor…show more content…
But it was enough for two Indian boys. Years later, they would need much more. Afterwards, sitting in the dark, fighting off mosquitoes, Victor turned to Thomas Builds-the-Fire. "Hey," Victor said. "Tell me a story." Thomas closed his eyes and told this story: "There were these two Indian boys who wanted to be warriors. But it was too late to be warriors in the old way. All the horses were gone. So the two Indian boys stole a car and drove to the city. They parked the stolen car in front of the police station and then hitchhiked back home to the reservation. When they got back, all their friends cheered and their parents' eyes shone with pride. You were very brave, everybody said to the two Indian boys. Very brave." "Ya-hey," Victor said. "That's a good one. I wish I could be a warrior." "Me, too," Thomas said. They went home together in the dark, Thomas on the bike now, Victor on foot. They walked through shadows and light from streetlamps. "We've come a long ways," Thomas said. "We have outdoor lighting." "All I need is the stars," Victor said. "And besides, you still think about things too much." They separated then, each headed for home, both laughing all the way. Victor sat at his kitchen table. He counted his one hundred dollars again and again. He knew he needed more to make it to Phoenix and back. He knew he needed Thomas Builds-theFire. So he put his money in his wallet

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