“What I am is the Indian who can’t die. I’m the worst dream America ever had.” - Good Stab When a journal is discovered in the walls of an old church, Etsy Beaucarne sees a way to end her tenure woes for which she works. It’s the journal of one of her many-great grandfathers, Arthur Beaucarne, who writes of tending his flock as a pastor in a the small town of Miles City during the year of 1912 and his conversations with a curious Indian who attends his services. The doors that are opened for Arthur, and for Etsy, are not the ones that they expect and will lead both down a path of wonder and blood, of treachery and loss, of violence and pain that characterized the dealings of the white settlers and their Native American counterparts.  Welcome to The Buffalo Hunter Hunter  by Stephen Graham Jones. Nabbed from People.com’s review of the book, with Stephen Graham Jones I know if you were to look back at my history of book reviews, you will find a significant number of them are by ...