shrugged. âYou can do anything you want, but itâs a waste of time. Saberhagen says my moccasins are against the school dress code.â
She wanted to know where she could read the school dress code, so I told her it was supposedly in the student handbook.
âIf you donât mind, Iâd like to borrow your copy,â she said.
âI donât mind. You want it now?â
âNot right now, just get it for me before I leave. While weâre at it here, would you mind telling me what happened Sunday morning?â
âSunday morning?â
âAt church.â
âOh, that.â I laughed. âThatâs a joke, that was nothing.â
âMrs. Grice didnât think it was nothing. She was upset about it.â
This was getting on my nerves. âThatâs Mrs. Griceâs favorite game. Making something out of nothing.â
âFloyd, please just tell me what happened. Iâd like to hear your side of it.â I could see Mrs. Grice looking at us from her window. I had this thought, that besides her usual disapproval of me, she was probably disapproving of Barbâs smoking.
Anyway, I summed up the give-and-take between me and the Reverend Braithwaite. For a conclusion I said, âI really didnât mean to cause him any grief, but he asked. All I really wanted to do was swap a few stories about miracles. But he came unglued, and once he got his teeth in it, he wouldnât let go.â
âYou really love Indians, donât you?â Barb said.
I had to think a minute. âIâd have to say I feel connected to the Dakota; I believe my destiny is locked in with them. Whether or not love has anything to do with it, I couldnât say.â
âWhen you say destiny, what do you mean?â
She seemed sincerely interested, so I said, âI believe that you come back in another life many times. In some of these lives, you get off the track, which means you are separated from your true destiny. When youâre off the track, if you donât reflect on the inner person that you are, you will spend your life uptight and out of touch.â
âYou mean like reincarnation,â she said. âIâve got a hamster at home. Do you think he was once Henry the Eighth or Joan of Arc?â
She said it in a certain way that I could tell she wasnât being smart-ass. âNo, you donât come back as a dog or a cat; all your lives are human lives. I wrote a story about it once.â
âWhy donât you give me a summary of the story?â
It was unusual for somebody to ask me this type of question, but she still seemed sincere about it, so I said, âThere was this guy named Galsworthy. His destiny was to be a plumber, and he should have known it, because he liked to fool around with fixtures in his house, especially leaky faucets and running toilets. But he ignored all the signs; all he wanted was to be a rich and powerful executive. He ended up hooked on cocaine and booze, and jumping out of a tall building.â
She had a smile on her face. âMaybe you could use that story for your contest.â
I shrugged. âItâs a possibility. Iâve got lots of outlines. Anyway, you can spend lots of your lives in misery if you never get in touch with your destiny.â
âDoes this come from Indian research?â
âNot really. Indian religion is not big into past and future lives. Itâs basically my own view.â
She was laughing. âNo offense, Floyd, but it does sound a little weird.â
âLetâs put it this way. Itâs weird enough that Iâm on probation.â
âCome on, lighten up. Thatâs not what I mean.â
I knew she wasnât putting me down, but I was trying to make a point. âItâs weird or not weird, depending on how you look at it. One thing Iâve noticed about beliefs is, if a lot of people believe in a thing, itâs not considered
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