The Night the Sky Fell by Stephen Levy Read Free Book Online

Tricia Powers was seething. She thought, “How could the Indian ignore the most beautiful girl at her high school?” This was irritating to her. Then she thought of Johnny’s perfect chest and biceps and how she could wow him into a panting frenzy. This thought momentarily satisfied her but then again she began to seethe at the thought that ‘Plain Ann’ had won the tug of war. “Disgusting!” Tricia actually grunted aloud. After many attempts to achieve Om by practicing her breathing lessons that her Yoga instructor taught her, she grunted again. She thought, “There is only one way to relax and get to sleep. I must concentrate on Johnny with the help of Mr. Magic.” Tricia went to her special drawer and pulled out Mr. Magic the vibrator. Back into bed she went and got down to business. But all she could think of while the vibrator was inserted was Banks Blackhorse.
    Julie knelt at her bedside and whispered prayers. When she stood she crossed herself. Stan watched her nightly ritual and knew that the next step would be her nightly dose of medicine consisting of two shots of Scotch. Stan closed his Bible and made a move that had been rejected for years. Because of the success of the dinner they launched together he felt close to her. He touched her arm and Julie simply whispered, “No.” She put on her night mask and lay on her side with her back towards Stan.

    Peyton Powers lay in his bed with eyes wide open. He did this sometimes to wander into his mind’s eye. Peyton decided that it was easiest to enter his private world if he were awake and alone. Using his Braille to read his family’s book opened his mind to explore new places. Here in his special world he could see the Spirit world for what it really was. He could see himself flying in the sky atop of a black horse. He controlled the ups and downs of his black horse by whispering in its ear, “Go higher, Banks. Go higher.” What Peyton could not understand was why a big black raven was flying directly towards him.
    As the raven flew directly into him, Peyton fell from the black horse. He screamed, “Banks, save me. Save me, Banks.” But there was no one to save Peyton. He tumbled over and over again and entered a new world. His new mind’s eye could see many colors.  
    At daybreak, all doors at the Tlingit compound were unmarred from the previous evening’s onslaught. All doors except for Banks.’ Banks opened his door. He carried a bucket of soapy water with some brushes. He commenced the cleanup.

      Marilyn White Owl scrubbed herself in the shower. No matter how much she tried to get rid of the stench of fish she still thought she could smell salmon or halibut. Many fish would live another day because Marilyn never went out on Sundays. Marilyn also wanted to feel fresh and clean for her friend Carol. Carol Rainwater had considered becoming closer with Marilyn but as of yet she couldn’t bring herself to submit to Marilyn’s brand of closeness. The tribe shunned homosexuality but Marilyn would be discrete and already reserved a room on the other side of town. Marilyn and Carol worked together catching fish and their friendship grew over the past twelve years. It was time that these two Tlingits took the next step. What neither of them knew was that each would become incredibly bonded without the sexual act.

      Banks also had secret plans that would lead to a shunning. He knew that once he was discovered for distancing himself from the tribe he would be socially excommunicated. He thought about how much his eyesight improved and knew it wasn’t just the honey. He could not come up with any rational idea of how is uncle was able to attract the meteorites directly into the vat. He rubbed his arm where the white stick man tattoo was. He did this every time he weakened and needed direction back to his goal. He took out several vials of eye drops from the refrigerator. He inserted few drops into his eyes and placed the unopened vials into his