Sitting on the quiet plains of South Dakota, the Crow Creek reservation is buried in snow. Janice Howe’s tiny home, nested in a sparse enclave of houses, is a warm haven against the winter chill. She slips bits of dough into a sizzling pan as her granddaughter and nieces joyously chase one another. As the girls tumble over one another, Howe talks about her work: her role is to bring Native American children back to the reservation. They were, she says, stolen by the state – and the story starts with her own family.
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