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“If that’s all it takes to make him happy, Michael,” Renata replied, “surely you could do it for him.”

He shook his head and looked away. “I knew you wouldn’t understand.”

Renata flushed. “Don’t shut me out, Michael,” she begged him. “This Native stuff is all new to me, but that doesn’t mean I’m not listening with all my heart. If I don’t understand, don’t put me down. Just explain it to me.”

His eyes met hers for a long, tense moment. “A mechanical rendition of an old dance or two wouldn’t do a thing for my grandfather. When he says he wants to see me dance, he means he wants to see me dance. He wants me to feel Winnebago.”

Renata laced her fingers with his. “Michael, you can’t be somebody you’re not, just to please him.”

Quietly he replied, “And I can’t be somebody I’m not, just to please you.”