Tuesday:
Later, as they climb a ridge overlooking the river, they see an endless wave of red stretching into the horizon. Jas gasps. “The river is alive again. Do you think people will come back for the salmon?”
Ivy Mae looks thoughtful. “They should. But we have to make sure they don’t make the same mistakes again. The land isn’t just ours to take from.”
Roman places a hand on Ivy Mae’s shoulder. “The salmon are resilient. Maybe we can be, too.”