There were no jobs for migrant stoop laborers around Arizona's Indian reservations in early August, so Robert Grey-Eyes and family were idle. True to the Navajos' matrilinear tradition, they moved in on his mother-in-law, Ason Tso, near Many Farms, 150 miles east of the Grand Canyon. Mary Grey-Eyes, 35, a broad-faced, well-built mother of two, seemed fit despite chronic gall-bladder disease. But one Saturday afternoon, as towering Black Mountain's shadow reached across Carson Mesa to the comfortless, slab-sided hogan, the pain in Mary's side got worse than ever. Soon she was nauseated and...
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