FIC: Solstice (Ray Levoi, Grampa Samuel Reaches (gen), G)
Holly, I don't know how you talked me into this.
Solstice, Ray Levoi, Grampa Reaches (gen), G
A sequel to Snow Blindness. Mundane Bingo prompt: catching up on yardwork/gardening.
The Sioux had their own calendar, Grampa explained, his hands helping tell the story. He sat on the porch watching Ray, and talking.
“We call this time Wicokannanji Wi-When the Sun Stands in the Middle.”
Ray wiped sweat out of his eyes with the back of his hand, smearing dirt across his face.
“Really,” he panted. “I had not noticed that.”
“Just because I was not born Wasi’chu,” Grampa said, “don’t think I don’t recognize sarcasm.”
Ray put his head down and returned to work, getting the dry earth by Grampa’s trailer ready for planting. He couldn’t remember how Grampa had talked him into this, but nearly a third of all their conversations tended to involve some verbal sleight of hand that ended with Ray confused and in trouble.
He sighed. There was no use fighting it. “Yes, Grampa.”