Annie Muktuk and Other Stories

I woke up with Moses Henry's boot holding open my jaw and my right eye was looking into his gun barrel. I heard the slow words, "Take. It. Back." I know one thing about Moses Henry; he means business when he means business. I took it back and for the last eight months I have not uttered Annie Mukluk's name.

In strolls Annie Mukluk in all her mukiness glory. Tonight she has gone traditional. Her long black hair is wrapped in intu'dlit braids. Only my mom still does that. She's got mukluks, real mukluks on and she's wearing the old-style caribou parka. It must be something her grandma gave her. No one makes that anymore. She's got the faint black eyeliner showing off those brown eyes and to top off her face she's put pretend face tattooing on. We all know it'll wash out tomorrow.

FromAnnie MuktukinAnnie Muktuk and Other Storiesby Norma Dunning 2017. Published by University of Alberta Press.