There's nothing here." Harley took her soft hands and pressed them to his heart. (Chapter 1)

Your ancestors didn't do that sort of thing. You should go back to the old ways. They're so beautiful. (Chapter 2)

The spirit warriors smiled, and one of the raised his hand, palm outward; it flashed like a mirror. You are the medicine hole, he said. (Chapter 3)

It isn't fair," Evie whispered angrily. "I begged her to tell me things when I was little, family history, all kinds of stuff. And she would just laugh. Tell me I had to find my own answers in the world. (Chapter 4)

By the time I was a senior at Saint Mary's High School I was a misfit myself, shunned by tribesmen because my mother had too many boyfriends and was rumored to practice Indian medicine. (Chapter 5)

Medicine pulsed within me, shot through my veins, and I don't mean the kind the doctor pumps into... (Chapter 6)