The Middle of Everywhere (2009)
The Middle of Everywhere
““Aren’t they nice?” she asks, waving the tiny boots in front of me.
“Sure they’re nice. They’re very”—it takes me a second to find the right word—“delicate. They’re very delicate… and they smell awesome.”
Geraldine giggles. “I sell them at the Co-op. People hang them over their rearview mirrors for good luck. Sometimes tourists buy them for souvenirs. They do smell awesome, don’t they?” Geraldine holds the boots up to her nose and inhales their scent. “My auntie smoked the caribou hide.”
“Can y...ou two not talk so loud?” Jakopie says. “We’re trying to concentrate over here.”
“Hey,” Geraldine says, lowering her voice to a whisper, “I need to braid some wool to tie the boots together. I have to go to our tent to get it. Wanna come? I probably shouldn’t go outside alone.”
“Sure,” I say, reaching for my parka. I’ll take any excuse to get out of here. Plus, I can’t say I mind the idea of some time alone with Geraldine, even if it means facing the bad weather again.MoreLess
“Sure they’re nice. They’re very”—it takes me a second to find the right word—“delicate. They’re very delicate… and they smell awesome.”
Geraldine giggles. “I sell them at the Co-op. People hang them over their rearview mirrors for good luck. Sometimes tourists buy them for souvenirs. They do smell awesome, don’t they?” Geraldine holds the boots up to her nose and inhales their scent. “My auntie smoked the caribou hide.”
“Can y...ou two not talk so loud?” Jakopie says. “We’re trying to concentrate over here.”
“Hey,” Geraldine says, lowering her voice to a whisper, “I need to braid some wool to tie the boots together. I have to go to our tent to get it. Wanna come? I probably shouldn’t go outside alone.”
“Sure,” I say, reaching for my parka. I’ll take any excuse to get out of here. Plus, I can’t say I mind the idea of some time alone with Geraldine, even if it means facing the bad weather again.MoreLess
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