we held grandmother's wake three day later. we know that people would be coming in large number. but we were stunned because almost two thousand Indians showed up that day to say good-bye. and nobody gave me any crap. i mean, i was still the kid who had betrayed the tribe. and that couldn't be forgiven. but i was also the kid who'd lost his grandmother. and everybody knew that losing my grandmother was horrible. so they all waved the white flag that day and let me grieve in peace