Reseña

I walk over to him and look at him. He looks amazing. His thick, shimmering blue black hair falls in big waves over his back. In the back his hair is decorated with a black and white striped hawk feather, pinned to his hair with a beaded band.
“Why did you wait for me?” You could not have known that I was coming. The Indian smiles and I can see his white, even teeth for the first time.
“I knew you were coming.”
“ How long have you been waiting already?”
“A few hours, you are a little late.”
“Should we go?” asks the Indian
“Where?” I ask.
“ To the valley where I live.”
I don’t think twice about it and say yes. I hang my backpack
over my shoulder and my adventure begins.