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Show (n 22 "You're good to humor your uncle," Apa said. "He's crazy," Chua said, shaking his head, "and getting worse." Chua watched a lump move across his mother's belly. Chua knew his little brother must be very tiny to be curled up inside his mother. ^-- Apa saw Chua looking and rubbed her belly. Then her eyes watered and turned upward to the rock in the ceiling of the cave. "Oh, I wish we knew who my mother was, so we could belong to a clan. If only Com Mother would grant me that. After the baby is twenty days old, I would wash him with cedar water and rub him with fine white corn meal." "I wish it too, Mother," Chua said. But his mother was not listening. Apa went on, "And my mother and I would present him to Father Sun. " "But we can't," Chua comforted, "because we have no clan." Loose rocks dropped into the opening of the cave, and Ahote fell in a crumpled heap before them. Chosovi fluttered to Ahote's head. "Kwaaaa," she shrieked, pecking his ear. Ahote didn't move. ft Aj\jif^ "He has finally passed out," Chua said, dragging him inside to rest.^ Chua wanted to be free of this two-hearted uncle. CHAPTER 6 Chua pulled Ahote's limp body to the back of the cave and left him. |