Emma Wilkinson, 12 years old, awoke that night aware that someone she did not know stood over her bed.
In the heartbeat moment before she opened her eyes, she found that she knew several other things as well.
That her family, including her sister in bed next to her, all slept quite peacefully.
That she herself felt no fear.
She opened her eyes. The banked fire had burned down to coals, but Emma could see the girl quite plainly. She wore white buckskins and a buffalo robe; her face was strange, but the eyes Emma knew.