I don't think Jack could be screaming more about the need to "civilize" the savages than this. Also, I'm assuming that we're using the Navajo as the root of our generic Native American culture here, right? I mean you did butcher the Skin Walker and Corpse Powder from their culture. Anyhow...are the Navajo too lazy or scared to invoke Tsohanoai, the Navajo Sun God's name? Or is that just because you can't be helped to use Google?

Crazy Wolf wants to know how he got his butt kicked, and Mary is more than happy to invite the man who tried to rip out her still beating heart in for a bit of chicken. Basically she tells him that Jesus can kick his ass again, so she's not scared.

Anyhow, now Crazy Wolf learns about Jesus. Since we know that this is a Chick tract, he's bound to accept Christ into his life soon (well usually; if Jack is feeling vindictive, people tend to die right after rejecting Him).

Wait...just wait. Her truck? As in she could have just driven away the night Crazy Wolf was coming to kill her? As in, some dude made a three day journey on horseback when there was motorized transit available?

What? It's a Chick tract. He had to work in his anti-Catholicism somewhere in there, and unlike God only knows how many other things the Vatican is responsible for, it somehow isn't responsible for the troubles of a Navajo village.

Cute plugging of your own book. It screams "You're Saved now, so give me your no longer heathen money!" I'm actually amazed we've not had more book recommendations from your publishing company from this sixteen cent adventure.