During A Violent Storm, A Woman Sheltered Four Wolves — By Morning, Her Home Was Unrecognizable

From the back windows there was nothing but trees—dark spruce and old birch, packed close together, beginning twenty meters from the rear wall. My mother had never liked those windows. She kept the curtains drawn on that side of the house even in summer, even in daylight, the heavy dark curtains that smelled of the cedar sachets she replaced every continue reading …