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

needed to be done.

There is a house, I thought. It has been waiting.

I arrived in late October, when the days were already short and the light had that flat grey quality that makes distances look uncertain. The village had changed in eleven years—some houses rebuilt, some abandoned, new faces in the shops, the café that used to be a hardware store, the continue reading …