Jamie nodded and agreed that Grey Eagle would be put on the council as would members of the tribe would be when she was dead and turned to dust. She stood up and said she was going to get cleaned up. Moving to her bedroom, she cleaned and brushed her hair. Moving to her closet, she pulled out a dress that would plunge low but gave her the air of business. She pulled it on and sat down finishing her wardrobe. She soon walked downstairs and spun and announced she was ready.
When Jamie went into the Lucky Dollar, her eyes scanned the crowd. She had one empty spot on the council in mind. It was a dark skinned girl named Gertrude. Jamie fell in love with Gertrude when she first met. Gertrude was a woman from humble beginnings. She had been the young mistress of a doctor. She was called to help when he had a serious patient. Quickly picking up how to sew, sterilize, and heal, Gertrude became better and more knowledged than the doctor. Gertrude had longed to practice. When the doctor had died, Gertrude became afraid. That was until she heard about fort apache. She had pulled up stakes and went to the town that as luck would have it, needed a doctor.
Gertrude sat at the back corner looking around.
Jamie went through the throng of people cheering for her and patting her on the back, squeezing a boob, and slapping her on the ass.