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320 pages, Paperback
First published August 2, 2002
After more than six hours in the water, William Newberry…and two women crawled up the creek bank… They sat on the bank, huddled together, waiting. During the minutes or hours that passed (neither Newberry or the women would ever be certain of the precise amount of time they sat on the dirt of that creek bank) they had no idea what they should do. They had entered the soupy, muddled dimension of grief-time and bewilderment in which the normal world of rituals, chores, and expectations had collapsed. In this post-fire landscape even sound had been altered: moaning and weeping replaced laughter and talk, crackling and spitting from the distant fires still simmering replaced birdsong. There was no way to assess the extinction of life and nature facing them. They could only wait…