The Snow Child: a Novel
“She had thought them inedible, but Esther told her they were actually sweeter once they’d frozen and perfect for sauces and jellies. The late February weather had warmed to just below freezing. The sky was blue, the air was calm, and it was surprisingly pleasant to be outside. Mabel waded through the deep snow near the cabin, carrying the birch basket Faina had given them. The berries were small and scattered among the bare, spindly branches, but Mabel was beginning to fill the basket a few at ...a time. She planned to make a savory relish with the cranberries, Esther’s onions, and spices. Maybe it would make the moose meat taste like something other than the same meal they’d eaten every day for weeks on end. She was smiling to herself, thinking of how necessity truly is the mother of invention, when she looked up to see the child and the fox.
Faina never ceased to startle Mabel. It wasn’t just the way the girl appeared without warning, but also her manner. She stood with her arms at her sides in her wool coat, mittens, scarf, fur trim, and flaxen hair.MoreLess
Faina never ceased to startle Mabel. It wasn’t just the way the girl appeared without warning, but also her manner. She stood with her arms at her sides in her wool coat, mittens, scarf, fur trim, and flaxen hair.MoreLess
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