Wendigo rising ✔️

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When Trudy came to my little village that a grew up on the reservation she was amazed that such a beautiful legal mind orginated!  She was both happy to see my family but said to the state of me my people! When she first wanted to make love after her meeting my parents, I was going to make love to her in my office that inhad in the small house! 

The she took me and lead me out side.  How was I going to tell her about the wendigo that is plaguing the area wiith the murders.    She decided to make love in the shed!  But before we made love she said that she had some news- she was pregnant our love child.  She proceed to kiss me and caress my face, as I grew to desire her!

"What should the name be?" I asked.

"Does Gwen sound good, or astra!"  She whispered.

Should I tell my parents, I thought: my mom would be happy but my father he was too angry and drunk to care at this stage of his life. But I have to tell the truth that I have a love child.

"Is something bothering you!" Trudy said.

"I think I have to tell at least my mother about our love child"

"What about your father???"  Gwen said.

"I don't know if that would be such a good idea, besides it's almost dinner,".  I said.

After we were done our loving she came with me to the house for dinner.  I could hear my father say you little f*cker, get over hear so I ran to the house with her following me!  Besides the lights in the house it was a dark and snow snowing night!   

As in my free Time I wrote most of the actual retold the story of my grandfather's and father's diaries. This one being where he ended up having a love child. With Trudy. Who could've been my grandmother who could've been someone I could've been around for a long time, but tragically she had passed away. I never seen a picture of her until I looked up The judges of Montreal at the time, and saw someone who looks strikingly beautiful young and vibrant. Yeah, she was a judge!  

That being said, I was very interested in trying to find the picture again, but couldn't for my writing at least. But it was something that I had to do for my own sanity was too rewrite. What happened the only way I can rewrite not just the stories, but my future is to be saying, and to be happy with starry. as I was madly, in love with her, as my grandfather was madly in love with this Trudy girl!

I wasn't gonna let history repeat itself at least not in real life but instead on paper. Was I going to make this a fictional account of my grandfather's life and my father's life I didn't know, but I was just experimenting with the writing just having fun with it at the time. While respecting the Wishes to have the story told. That's when I started fudging around with the names and locations and stuff trying to make it more fictionalized but also I was trying to be very respectful of them and what they had to go through at the time.

I was saddened That Trudy was not my grandmother, but that was not the case. I was sad that her beautiful life was cut short in such a horrific way. And that my grandfather was accused of her murder. Something I did not really agree with with this part of the world legal community!