February 6, 2025
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“Beginnings, it’s said, are apt to be shadowy. So it is with this story, which starts with the emergence of a new species maybe two hundred thousand years ago. The species does not yet have a name—nothing does—but it has the capacity to name things.”
“Mary Rose was shy of her fourth birthday when they were posted back to Canada, across an ocean of time. They left him behind. Just as they left behind the sky, the treetops, the balcony and the big hot sun going down.”
“My boss and I start the day with many pencils, four of five of them, tools as necessary to us as carpenters as our hammers and our drills.”
“She irons the clothes, folds his clothes, places them in the same order on the shelf—the red sweater is folded this way and placed above the red shirt.”