"Why?"
Again Redbird wrestled with the English words. "Land of his father and grandfather holds him. He not want to leave."
But what about the uncle who nearly killed him?
"That uncle no more trouble," said Redbird.
And because of that, I must lose him.
Then when would Redbird see White Bear again? Yellow Hair's question buried itself in Redbird's heart like a steel arrowhead.
"Never!" she screamed.
Yellow Hair shrank back, her eyes wide with shock. Redbird sighed and let her body droop.
They drove on in silence. Redbird heard small sounds beside her that told her Yellow Hair was weeping.
Redbird reached over and took Yellow Hair's hand.