Longmire seems less like a western sheriff and more like some generalized representation of Justice in this latest in the series. He calms wild fillies (Sheriff Lolo Long), handles wild dogs (Rez Dog), and doesn't pull his revolver when people (Clarence, Lonnie, Artie, Herbert) threaten him. He stays when he should go, and tries to talk his way to truth and safety. And so he does.
His daughter Katy weds, dressed in white buckskin. Longmire describes the scene for us: the scent of cedar, wild sage, and sweetgrass wafting over a meadow at the head of the valley that leads down to the springs. Hanging from poles set in a line, Indian paintbrush tied with pale blue ribbons stir in the breeze. Longmire is asked to give his daughter away and his Indian words “This is my daughter. He may take her” very nearly did me in.
As hard as it is for me to imagine such a kind figure as Sheriff, I am willing to suspend disbelief when Johnson comes out with a new story. This is a terrific series, and if you haven't begun yet, start out with The Cold Dish. Wyoming and Montana never seemed so interesting. Love the addition of Lolo Long, the tall, newly-minted reservation Sheriff just back from Iraq.
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