A simple story of friendship surviving tragedy.

This book had lots of personal interest for me. The author is the grandmother of several children I attended church camp with in South Dakota. The places mentioned in the book are all real places I know from growing up in the Black Hills. And the descriptions of Lakota and English-language prayers and services in the Episcopal church are exactly like I remember happening in my own home parish. I really enjoyed the book because of the personal connections it had for me, but I also think it was well-written and easy to get absorbed in. This book could be used in curriculum dealing with inter-cultural friendships or learning about modern Native American lifestyles. ( )