Chapter 4
Canada, Twenty-Eight Years Ago
Noshi dropped his rifle. As it plummeted down a cliff, it cracked and splintered against rocks. He ran to his children, snow flying off his boots. The boy’s twin brother, still lagging behind, slipped on an ice patch and screamed as he tumbled over a steep embankment. The world became dense and silent. Even the jays fell mute…
Northern California, Present Time
Mingan sat with Maggie and the girls at the Bear Dance feast. From across the table, Jake fixed a steely eye on the Algonquin. “You’re at the bank?”
“Yes. Transferred from Washington late last year. Building a house upriver,” Mingan pointed with his fork in the general direction of “upriver.”
“You’ll be settling long term in Wicklow, then?”
“I think so. I kinda like it here, especially
