For Bose, to cross the Red River is to know freedom. But the cattle are stubborn, his comrades are wounded, and the memories are as solemn as the waters that run with the blood of his people. He’d been forced to the side, but he never forgot where he came from, and now it’s time to go home – at whatever the cost.
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