He decided from that day forever after that there must live a heartless God to let such despair be visited on the earth, or as his father said, a God… - Robert Olmstead

Tonight he was too tired to hate and hoped in the morning when he was rested he would hate again.

Of the men and women, the women were always the hardest of the band. They knew what the men knew but they also knew what the men would never know. They knew hard work and hunger, but they also knew childbirth and they knew the death of those children. They knew rape and the death of their men. They knew hatred and no one returns hate like a woman.

On nights like this he would stop the horse and lay back and look at the stars, the haunches moving under his back. It is so like humans to think there is more out there than there is here. They are greedy for the water to be more and for the land to be more and even greedy for the sky to be more.