He came to Willowby every Christmas, an Arapaho boy looking for something, looking for someone. The first thing Stranger Cat found in 1910 was Jake Trail’s bullets, the next thing he found was a family of friends. But then the weather turned bad, and Jo Harper would have to rely on everything she’d learned as Deputy Constable to lead her covey to safety and, just maybe, a Christmas miracle.
Jo Harper leads her friends straight into the coyote’s den and a Christmas miracle!
Almost immediately, the teacher had Emily by the collar in one hand and Jo in the other. "I'm ashamed such nonsense is taking place on school property. I might have expected something like this of Frog Beemer. He's just a boy after all. But young ladies like you, Miss Jo Harper. And you, Miss Emily Bly. I expect so much more from you!"
Frog couldn't help but smile to himself. Mrs. Salamander was really laying it on thick.
"And so close to Christmas Eve. Why...uh...girls? Are you listening to me?"
Just like his teacher, Frog realized the girls weren't listening, at all. In fact, the attention of all four had been drawn away by the figure walking up behind them.
It was the Indian. Stranger Cat. But he was limping. He was hurt.
"Excuse me," he said. "I seem to be...killed."