Blacktail Deer Plateau let the devil speak his story

Blue smiled at him softly I would love too, but first what is it called? Daddy could speak french, but I am afraid I never learned. Her daddy was a cajin, all you had to do was hear him speak and you knew this of him. With his chile's and his quiet way of taking letters away and adding more. She was a little sad that he would miss her children, but pleased that he would watch over them.