For me this book was like entering the state of waking up, when dreams and reality can mix, making the transition uncertain for a moment. This story looks at one side of something like that, then another, and then the strange place where the two mix. Man and woman, Indian and Catholic, love and pragmatism all weave together on the fictional Objibwe resevervation Little No Horse. The timelines and character relationships are complicated, maybe more than they need to be. I let the complications pass sometimes, feeling again like dreams that aren’t understood intellectually are often comprehended better on some other level.