A small short story fictionalizing the death of a real boy who ran away from a residential school and died alone at the side of a railway through the north woods on his way home. The boy was nine years old.
I like how Boyden weaves in native culture and views of the realtionship between humans and other living beings. Animal spirits are there with him and we hear bits of the story from their points of view. This relationship is actually the centre of the story itself.
A short afterword discusses the actual case of Charlie Wenjack, the boy in the story.
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