My memories are so like that hat full of butterflies, some already deteriorating the moment they are collected, some breathed back to life now and again, for a brief moment, by the scent on a passing wind-the smell of an orange, perhaps, or a whiff of brown-sugar fudge-before drifting away, just out of my reach. How much of myself flits away with each of these tattered memories? How much of myself have I already lost? (Turtle Valley, p. 289) Kat has returned with her disabled husband and young son to her family's homestead in Turtle Valley, in British Columbia's Shuswap-Thompson area. Fire is sweeping through the valley in a ruthless progression toward the farm and they have come to help her frail parents pack up their belongings. Kat's mother, Beth, (the now elderly protagonist of Anderson-Dargatz's first novel, the award-winning The Cure for Death by Lightning) is weighed down...
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