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First published January 1, 1990
On the vast rolling prairie that lead away from the highway toward the black shape of Ship Rock every clump of sagebrush, every juniper, every snakeweed, every hummock of bunch grass cast it's long blue shadow--an infinity of lines of darkness undulating across the glowing landscape....Sadly, the love interests did not interest me and I found Chee's guilt trip over the death of his cop friend, Officer Delbert Nez, somewhat unconvincing. The most compelling character was the elderly drunken Navajo charged with the murder of Officer Nez. Ashie Pinto is a shaman who says nothing on his arrest except "I am ashamed. I am ashamed."
North, over Sleeping Ute Mountain in Colorado, over Utah's Abajo Mountains, great thunderheads were reaching their evening climax. Their tops, reflecting in the direct sun, were snowy white and the long streamers of ice crystals blown from them seemed to glitter. But at lower levels the light that struck them had been filtered through the clouds over the Chuskas and turned into shades of rose, pink, and red. Lower still, the failing light mottled them from pale blue-grey to the deepest blue. Overhead, the streaks of high-level cirrus clouds were being ignited by the sunset. They drove through a fiery twilight.