EXTRACT from NORD ALICE
“You are one crazy bitch!” I’d screamed from the George River shoreline. Just before the bear attacked. It wasn’t the first time I’d told her and it wouldn’t be the last. I’d taken my time getting there and I’d gotten there by loving her with everything I had. The words were out, necessary, in a voice made hoarse by breathlessness.
She hadn’t replied, but her blazing eyes held me in their gaze. Then she turned her back on me.
I knew I’d gone too far. Past the line we’d drawn. A fraction of a second of regret. Probably a little guilt. Still some satisfaction at having said it so forcefully. I had hurt her, drawn blood. The kind that seeps out slowly.