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Myra and I talked and worked into the night at my place and slept until about 7:00 a.m. She called Rainbo and Raymond and told them we’d be by Cristal’s to pick them up for breakfast at about 9:30. She forcefully told them to be ready. We would drop by the bank just after it opened to put one-half of the map back in the safety deposit box.

Of course the kids still weren’t ready at 9:30. Rainbo looked pretty in her low wranglers and short “T”, but was still without shoes because she couldn’t find the right pink socks. I was so happy she had her mother’s genes. Raymond didn’t want to go at all. However, he was readily coerced by Cristal and good-to-go in about fifteen minutes! Myra and I talked the previous night about where the best place to be seen together was, so we went to I-HOP. It was very important to be seen in a family setting, since it was time people in town knew our intentions. Everyone but Raymond ordered. He wasn’t hungry!

Mom ordered him some milk and buckwheat pancakes. She said they were his favorite with peanut butter and honey, but he refused to eat. We ignored him, and he pretended to ignore us until a deputy walked in to present me with a subpoena. He marched straight to me, served me with a genuinely nice smile that said, “Sorry, just doing my job.” He then sat down at the counter and ordered.

Wow, someone else knew me by sight. That served several purposes in my mind; everyone in the place knew us then and Raymond was so embarrassed to be in the spotlight that he ate all his pancakes and drank his milk after ice was added. Also, I then knew the map was worth something to someone. At least ... half the map was. ‘Talk about the nick of time; Myra and I carefully sliced the old map in half the night before and deposited the worthless half in the deposit box shortly after 9:00 a.m. We hid one travel file in a safe place at Myra’s; the other half of the map and one travel file went to Cristal who was babysitting for Myra, and we also hid the hard copy in a book of tribal history at Myra’s house. All this was done the night before without waking the kids.

After breakfast we stuck to our plan and went to The Mart, where half the Native Americans in town were at that time of day. We did some minor shopping and Myra did a hell of a lot of introductions, to the total chagrin of Raymond. However, Rainbo was all grins most of the time, especially when there were girls her age involved. To the astonishment of both kids we stopped by the jewelry department where we picked out an engagement ring for Myra. I’d also asked her to marry me the night before, and she’d accepted. I wasn’t about to miss her again.

The kids were speechless until we got in the Jeep. As soon as we were underway Myra asked the kids what they thought of her new ring. Rainbo burst into tears and was hugging her mother’s neck from the back seat. They talked in broken Hopi, while inter-mingling some English, one crying outright and the other streaming tears. I looked in the mirror at Raymond. He put on his best “Chief Joseph” face, but couldn’t hold back sympathetic tears. Then … I knew I had him.