Redhawk Caldera things i once enjoyed just keep me employed now

The island. He indulged her. Yeah! she exclaimed, becoming a little fervent. Water around, all over. . .there's nothing like it. Not even like this, she added, nodding toward the lake. It's. . .perfect.

Blueberry sighed, sinking down, shaking her head. I miss it. Then her gaze rolled toward him, questioning. You're one of them? The Redhawks?

Of course, she didn't see herself as a "Redhawk." Mama had never had good things to say about that lot. But they were here, and now she wasn't sure. She was all mixed up. Her eyes scanned the horizon, looking for the hawk. Where had it gone?