It has been a priviledge to read of the Kiowas - a North Amercian First People tribal group who found their home in Oklahoma. I found it of great interest to learn of some of the Kiowas' customs, culture and of their oral tradition of storytelling as they are interwined in this work of fiction. We are introduced to Mud's grandfather who is a storyteller par excellent and concerned with protecting his culture and of instilling it into the next generations. He trained Mud since she was a pesky young shadow dogging his heels. Don't mess with her now though.
Many of the every day Kiowas' living utensils, regalia, paintings, and so on were disappearing and someone or more were enriching themselves at the cost of many of the Kiowas' families and heritage being whisked away, to be seen no more. Add in much money and murder which has alarmed Mud and her cousin Denny, and others (not so well meaning) to tracing the trail of these ills' perpetrator. Grandpa himself had also disappeared after an SOS to Mud who was living and working away. Where could he be? Who would protect the traditions and culture now from unscrupulous people or teach the future generations in the Kiowas' ways?
Added stress was the balancing act between the Kiowas ways and the white man's society and way of living. An uneasy truce and task at times especially when there was an emergency at home and a pressing business situation - out there, happening simultaneously.
The mystery and murder kept one buzzing along creating a pleasant read of multi-cultural interest. What makes this book extra special is that the author herself, is of Kiowas decent. However, whatever you do, never name the dead!
~Eunice C., Reviewer/Blogger~
March 2022
Disclaimer: This is my honest opinion based on the review copy sent by NetGalley and the publisher.
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