she had a lease, and the owner was content to let her stay since she paid the rent on time each month. She was a drunk, but since they were all clean, fairly well taken care of and mostly kept to themselves I had let it go without saying much. But it seemed the Reservation agreed with my assessment of the situation and had come to remove those children who belonged to the local tribe.
   Oh, how she had screamed, but there was little to be done about it. The police would not interfere with a tribal matter. Nor could she prove she could provide a better home than the reservation would. She had tried to barricade the doors to keep them from entering, but eventually, she had relented, allowing them in. The fathers of her various children were there, and after gathering up their offspring, they l...

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