"A million different kinds. What do you think of when you hear that word history," asked Patawanyme, gazing below her feet where there was no fire.
  "I dunno. Abe Lincoln?"
  "This isn't some Excellent Adventure. For some of us, it's for keeps, Barry. That's why I burned down the school."
  "Which school?"
  "Boarding school. Settler school. White-making school."
  "So you returned to your traditions."
  "No, they were gone, too. I made these up."
  "I guess we're both victims of history. Road kill of time."