Chapter 6
Canada, Twenty-Eight Years Ago
Sheshebens’ breaths came in shallow, broken rasps that turned into foggy huffs as they made contact with frigid air. With one hand he grasped rocks and tree limbs; the other gripped his son’s jacket. Noshi labored upwards over slippery rocks. When he reached the landing he handed his son to his wife who clasped the slight body like a rag doll to her chest. Noshi hoisted himself onto the road, and sat in the snow catching his breath. “We’ve got to get him to a hospital. He’ll die.”
Chepi cradled her injured son. “No, no, no.”
“Mommy, why won’t Sheshebens wake up?” The boy strained to see his brother’s face…
Northern California, Present Time
The moment Maggie arrived to the station, the officer at the front desk ushered her into a room where Jak
