This made her think of the four sacred directions. She stared at the medicine wheel or sacred hoop held tightly in her hand. She ignored it, mesmerized by her surroundings. The cold from the ground seeped through DeShay’s clothes. A small breeze blew gently just to make its presence known. It was getting chilly, but she remained seated. Since she discovered the remains of Abby Winters, she felt a connection to her-and to this place. For the life of her, she couldn’t explain what pulled her back to this sacred place, other than a feeling of need. She could not believe she had decided to go back out to Eagle Nest Butte. The month of December, or Moon of Long Nights, was just around the corner. DeShay sat by the fire, warming her hands.
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