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Published December 3, 2012
"Well, it's this way," Herbert said. "Down south, Arizona, a while back, see, I was playing poker with a bunch of Apaches and I kept winning. Didn't plan to, just lucky that night, but they began to act like they thought I was cheating or something. I wasn't cheating. I'd be scared to death I'd get caught, but that wasn't a good place to be, a big white dude with a bunch of Indians not far removed from their scalping days, and I was getting just a mite uneasy when there was a commotion in the next room and they all got up to have a look-see and I skedaddled lickety-split. A few weeks later I got to thinking that Indians don't forget, and they don't forgive, and it bothered my sleep so I had a little talk with Morgan and told him he had to warn me if they ever got on my trail. I always show him the boundaries, sort of, and if any Apaches set foot across it, I'll have time to skeddaddle again, just like before. Don't want no trouble with them, and I sure don't want my head to show up naked one morning."
Todd laughed, and in the living room Barbara smiled, then returned to the sermon she was trying to read.