Unamáki

On a Sunday afternoon in Toronto, Hanna left her brother's wake. Confused, she wandered up Bleecker Street, until she came upon an idling car. She looked around. No one watching. She got in and drove away. It was a long drive, all the way to the Atlantic and Cape Breton - Unamáki. It would be three years before she left this island.

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