By Jean-François Beauchemin
Au cœur de los angeles forêt, à l’écart du reste des hommes, un père et son jeune fils mènent une life sauvage, dure et désolée, semblable à celles des bêtes qu’ils côtoient.
Un jour, l’inévitable collision entre cette réalité et celle du monde civilisé se produit, et le fragile édifice psychological construit par eux se lézarde, puis s’écroule.
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She stood up. He followed suit, towering over her. ” “Never. ” She plopped the mushroom sack in his hands. ” “Tuale,” he drawled, a Lakota catchall expression. ” Impulsively, she stuck hers out at him. ” With a jerk of his head, he invited her to follow him back to the cabin. ” “Damn, you’re a hoot. ” They made omelets using the mushrooms and some wild rice he’d gathered and parched himself. Heather had never “fired up” or cooked on a woodstove, so Kole demonstrated the art of making flatbread in a skillet and turning a perfect fold in an omelet without any sticking or scorching.
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