I smiled as I took my girlfriend to the Reserve where my people are confined. Not because she wanted to, of course, but... Sometimes she still feels guilty, and I don't know how to make her understand that she doesn't.... We don't judge her guilty of anything, because she didn't do anything.

I saw her make the necessary offerings at the entrance to the Reserve and I smiled in a mixture of gratitude and pride. "Good girl, darling, you still remember how to do it and what to offer, huh?" I asked smiling, hearing her answer, compliments on how I taught her, I hugged her briefly. "You didn't need me, honey..." I whispered when we were interrupted by some children and a young pregnant woman who came to ask my girlfriend if she had something to give them.

It's...The moment of the most important test for the community, to understand if we can count on her, I had asked not to do it, but the community would not listen to reason, I only hope that she does not take it out on me...Because I love her. She is the only person I have ever met outside the reservation who has shown true respect for our culture and...I hope that she does not see this test as a betrayal. With the history we have behind us...We have become distrustful.