This is a true story. Murder is a tragedy for all victims. Native American Indians suffered unbelievable grief and hardships. My grandmother was Native American Indian. She was brutally murdered when my dad was a young child. Fifty years later I found her grave. Taking a trip back to where it began raises many more questions than it answers. Were the strange and terrible forces gathering around the tragedy merely coincidences or destiny in the making?...
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