Comanche Morning
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Last published Wed, May 10, 2017
Dawn is 3/4 Native American, Comanche to be exact. On a digging expedition with her parents, she finds an important relic of Native culture. But as soon as she touches it, she is thrown into another place, another world, another.. time?
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