What happened to the girl was not particularly surprising. Dawn Burnett had been too frequently close to real trouble, if not half-buried in it. And, sad as it might be to say, she would not have been the first Lakota kid to die mysteriously, horribly, in the open spaces of blinding winter cold all around. Nothing of that was shocking. Sad? -yes, unquestionably and terribly sad. After all, Dawn is a beautiful young girl with so much going for her. Whatever she did or didn't do, what happened to her that night opens old stories never told but not forgotten, stories that emerge painfully in a world of swirling, naked cold, where forgiveness seems an endless horizon away. Looking for Dawn, set in the unrelenting cold of the northern plains, is the story of 24 hours in the lives half-sisters who did not know each other and could not be more different; but sisters who come to recognize each other through the brokenness all around.