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Skinwalkers
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“was the thought that fiction can sometimes tell the truth better than facts. After listening to what Smallwood had to say I tried to write a short story,”
― Skinwalkers
― Skinwalkers
“Not much,’ Chee said, looking embarrassed.
It wasn’t much. Leaphorn couldn’t imagine how it would be useful. In fact, it seemed to symbolize just how little they had to work on in any of these cases. ‘But it’s something,’ he said. His imagination made the figure squatting behind the juniper, watching the Chee trailer, a small figure holding a pump shotgun in his right hand, reaching into his shirt pocket with his left hand, fishing out a packet of gum. No furious emotion here. Calm. A man doing a job, being careful, taking his time. And, as an accidental by-product, giving the cat crouched under the juniper a case of nerves, eroding its instinct to stay hidden until this human left, sending it into a panicky dash for a safer place. Leaphorn smiled slightly, enjoying the irony.
‘We know he chews gum. Or she does,’ Chee said. ‘And what kind he sometimes chews. And that he’s…’ Chee searched for the right word. ‘Cool.’
And I know, Leaphorn thought, that Jim Chee is smart enough to think about what might have spooked the cat.”
― Skinwalkers
It wasn’t much. Leaphorn couldn’t imagine how it would be useful. In fact, it seemed to symbolize just how little they had to work on in any of these cases. ‘But it’s something,’ he said. His imagination made the figure squatting behind the juniper, watching the Chee trailer, a small figure holding a pump shotgun in his right hand, reaching into his shirt pocket with his left hand, fishing out a packet of gum. No furious emotion here. Calm. A man doing a job, being careful, taking his time. And, as an accidental by-product, giving the cat crouched under the juniper a case of nerves, eroding its instinct to stay hidden until this human left, sending it into a panicky dash for a safer place. Leaphorn smiled slightly, enjoying the irony.
‘We know he chews gum. Or she does,’ Chee said. ‘And what kind he sometimes chews. And that he’s…’ Chee searched for the right word. ‘Cool.’
And I know, Leaphorn thought, that Jim Chee is smart enough to think about what might have spooked the cat.”
― Skinwalkers
“Not much,’ Chee said, looking embarrassed.
It wasn’t much. Leaphorn couldn’t imagine how it would be useful. In fact, it seemed to symbolize just how little they had to work on in any of these cases. ‘But it’s something,’ he said. His imagination made the figure squatting behind the juniper, watching the Chee trailer, a small figure holding a pump shotgun in his right hand, reaching into his shirt pocket with his left hand, fishing out a packet of gum. No furious emotion here. Calm. A man doing a job, being careful, taking his time. And, as an accidental by-product, giving the cat crouched under the juniper a case of nerves, eroding its instinct to stay human until this human left, sending it into a panicky dash for a safer place. Leaphorn smiled slightly, enjoying the irony.
‘We know he chews gum. Or she does,’ Chee said. ‘And what kind he sometimes chews. And that he’s…’ Chee searched for the right word. ‘Cool.’
And I know, Leaphorn thought, that Jim Chee is smart enough to think about what might have spooked the cat.”
― Skinwalkers
It wasn’t much. Leaphorn couldn’t imagine how it would be useful. In fact, it seemed to symbolize just how little they had to work on in any of these cases. ‘But it’s something,’ he said. His imagination made the figure squatting behind the juniper, watching the Chee trailer, a small figure holding a pump shotgun in his right hand, reaching into his shirt pocket with his left hand, fishing out a packet of gum. No furious emotion here. Calm. A man doing a job, being careful, taking his time. And, as an accidental by-product, giving the cat crouched under the juniper a case of nerves, eroding its instinct to stay human until this human left, sending it into a panicky dash for a safer place. Leaphorn smiled slightly, enjoying the irony.
‘We know he chews gum. Or she does,’ Chee said. ‘And what kind he sometimes chews. And that he’s…’ Chee searched for the right word. ‘Cool.’
And I know, Leaphorn thought, that Jim Chee is smart enough to think about what might have spooked the cat.”
― Skinwalkers
“What was it about white men that caused them to plant grass in places where grass couldn’t possibly grow without them fiddling with it all the time?”
― Skinwalkers
― Skinwalkers
“Rather quickly, Officer Gorman had proved he was the sort of man who – as Leaphorn’s grandmother would have said – counted the grass and didn’t see the grazing.”
― Skinwalkers
― Skinwalkers
“this further example of Irma Onesalt in the role of busybody, to use the belagana term for it. His mother would have called her, in Navajo, a “one who tells sheep which weed to eat.”
― Skinwalkers
― Skinwalkers
