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since Teyas insisted on careful inspection of each item of clothing removed.   Maggie eventually ended up in a plain tan dress with bits of rabbit fur on the edges, her legs wrapped in fur-lined leggings and soft flat moccasins decorated with colorful beads.
    Teyas picked up an object that tumbled from the heap of clothes. It was the heavy raven figurine.  Maggie held out her hand for it, hoping the Indian girl would return it.  After turning it over in her fingers a few times, Teyas placed it in her palm with a smile.
    “My friend gave it to me, it’s just a toy,” Maggie explained. “A raven to keep bad dreams away.”
    “Raven? Ha!” Teyas snorted with a giggle. “They bring trouble. Just ask my brother.”
    Maggie shook her head.  She tucked the raven into a fold of her soft new dress.
    “ Uhm, that’s okay, I’d rather not.”
    Her shoulder ached, but the bleeding was finished and the bandage wrapped snugly around her gave it support.   She gladly took the cup Teyas offered, not knowing what it was, but too thirsty to care.  It was a sweet, thick fruit nectar that did little to quench the dryness, but felt warm as it settled in her belly. 
    “Thank you,” she said after finishing the entire cup. Since Teyas said she was Winn’s sister, she wondered if the man was still nearby, and if so, what were her chances of leaving?  He made it abundantly clear she was here to stay, whether she objected or not. She wondered why the man seemed at ease with the notion she was from another time. Maggie was in tentative acceptance of the idea, but still had hope of waking up in her own bed at some point. Winn, however, almost behaved as if he expected her to drop into his lap.  Did he know something about how she arrived? And if he did, could he send her back?
    The bearskin door flap being pushed aside interrupted her musing. An older woman with one long grey streaked braid entered the enclosure, followed by Winn. She was dressed in a simple doeskin skirt, with a loose fur shawl covering her bare breasts. Winn had discarded his buckskin leggings and stood glaring at her behind the woman, his jaw rigid and any emotion he might have had well hidden. Anger welled inside her as she boldly glared at him in return, and she was certain he noticed. His eyes widened for a moment and his lips parted as if to speak, but he quickly clamped his mouth shut and face returned to an impassioned blank slate.
    Teyas tugged at her hand. The old woman spoke, and both Teyas and Winn deferred to her with the respect of their attention. Teyas began to smile and nod, but Winn remained silent. He said nothing until the older woman folded her arms across her chest and gave an emphatic nod. At that point, Winn said something abrupt and tense. It was frustrating to have no idea what was being said, especially when she could plainly see they were discussing her. After a terse exchange, they turned to her.
    “Maggie, my mother, Chulensak Asuwak, gives you welcome. She is happy to meet you.” Teyas drew her name out into one long breath as Winn had done earlier, but it was close enough so Maggie did not attempt to correct her.
    Teyas served as translator, listening to her mother and then relaying the message with careful enunciation. Winn observed, but remained so tight she could see the outline of each muscle across his folded arms.
    “I, uh, please tell her I said thank you. And for the clothes, and for taking care of me, as well,” Maggie stammered. At least they were including her in the conversation, but it would take some time to get used to speaking through translation.
    Teyas nodded and smiled, and relayed the message. Her mother nodded as well, but there was more she wanted to say.
    “Mother asks from what time you traveled, and she says she wishes you had a good journey.”
    “What time?  You mean…what year?”
    Teyas nodded. “We do not keep time like the English, but understand it. Yes, what year?”
    The words felt alien