One big coyote is pack leader and he is as important to this story as any of the humans.
Now Lynn thinks they could have a partnership and she needs that because coyotes killed her mother after Lynn accidentally shot her in the leg trying to protect her from the raiding animals.
He had come to them when he was hurt and she was 6 years old. How sad is it, then, to realize that, in her childhood, Lynn had never spoken to anyone except her mother, had never heard a man speak her name before Stebbs, the one man who lived nearby and had never harmed them. She also taught her daughter the realities of survival, to have a healthy fear of others who would gladly kill them for food, possessions and, most of all, water. It seemed that 16-year-old Lynn had little or nothing to live for and, yet, her mother tried so hard to instill in Lynn an appreciation of the things that society in general had lost by teaching her to read and write, to love poetry. What struck me most was the desolation, not only physical but emotional. Getting around to writing this review has taken me far too long the only excuse I have, and it’s real, is that I was so drained by it (in a good way) and, even today, find it difficult to express myself well. But when strangers appear, the mysterious footprints by the pond, the nighttime threats, and the gunshots make it all too clear Lynn has exactly what they want, and they won’t stop until they get it. She makes sure anyone who comes near the pond leaves thirsty or doesn’t leave at all.Ĭonfident in her own abilities, Lynn has no use for the world beyond the nearby fields and forest. Teenage Lynn has been taught to defend her pond against every threat: drought, a snowless winter, coyotes, and, most important, people looking for a drink.
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