Sherman Alexie

The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in Heaven

"He looked me over so he could describe me to the police later." "In Seattle, I broke lamps"

"and he turned his back to me to make the drink. He realized his mistake but it was too late. He stiffened, ready for the gunshot or the blow behind the ear. When it didn't come he turned back to me."

A story about what it's like in be a Native American

Why don't they trust us?

What is it that the Native Americans did to be treated this way?