The Darkness Rolling
“I’d like to think I put that glow on her, and maybe that was partly so. But she loved the scenery of the desert Southwest so much she’d bought a little ranch in New Mexico some time before. I watched her while pretending not to.
I liked the car, a 1940 Cadillac 90 Town Car, with the driver’s compartment separated from the passenger seats by a barrier of etched glass. Linda and I sat in back, hooting and howling at our own lines. Julius had to be my chauffeur as well as hers, and that didn’t bot...her me one bit. Luxury tasted fine.
But the rockety-rock on a rutted road made for a long day, and after a while the glory of landscape fades.
For a minute I studied Julius’s profile through the closed glass. It struck me. “Linda, your two bodyguards are as different as day and night.” I spoke softly, even though I knew he couldn’t hear us.
“What do you mean?”
“My grandfather’s Jewish, and he’s the only father I ever had, but I grew up Navajo. I’m descended from Changing Woman, mistress of the cycles of the Earth.MoreLess
I liked the car, a 1940 Cadillac 90 Town Car, with the driver’s compartment separated from the passenger seats by a barrier of etched glass. Linda and I sat in back, hooting and howling at our own lines. Julius had to be my chauffeur as well as hers, and that didn’t bot...her me one bit. Luxury tasted fine.
But the rockety-rock on a rutted road made for a long day, and after a while the glory of landscape fades.
For a minute I studied Julius’s profile through the closed glass. It struck me. “Linda, your two bodyguards are as different as day and night.” I spoke softly, even though I knew he couldn’t hear us.
“What do you mean?”
“My grandfather’s Jewish, and he’s the only father I ever had, but I grew up Navajo. I’m descended from Changing Woman, mistress of the cycles of the Earth.MoreLess
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