Praise for Crying Blood..."Powerful as a blue norther sweeping across the Creek Nation...gripping." -Carolyn HartShaw Tucker, his brother James, and their sons go hunting in 1915. Instead of a quail, Shaw's dog, Buttercup, flushes an old boot...containing the bones of a foot. Buttercup then leads the men to a shallow grave and a skeleton with a bullet hole in the skull. That night, a pair of moccasin-clad legs brushes by Shaw's tent flap. He realizes that someone is following him.He captures a young Creek Indian boy called Crying Blood, and ties the boy up in the barn, but while he is left alone, someone thrusts a spear through Crying Blood's heart. The local law is on the killer's trail, but Shaw Tucker has a hunch....Donis Casey is a former teacher, academic librarian, and entrepreneur. She lives in Arizona with her husband, poet Donald Koozer.www.doniscasey.com