Spirit Crossing: A Novel by William Kent Krueger

Author:William Kent Krueger [Krueger, William Kent]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery, Thriller, Crime, Suspense
ISBN: 9781982179243
Google: A7cVEQAAQBAJ
Amazon: 1982179244
Barnesnoble: 1982179244
Goodreads: 199798007
Publisher: Atria Books
Published: 2024-08-20T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 22

It was early afternoon when Cork headed back to Aurora. Jenny wanted to stay with her son, so Cork left Crow Point the way he’d come, in the company of Theresa Lee.

“Did you get what you needed?” he asked as they walked the long path to the double-trunk birch.

“There’s something unique about that place. It comforts the soul.”

“Henry says it’s always been that way, the reason it called to his spirit in the first place.”

“Your grandson seems happy there. Which is good. He has a lot he’ll have to deal with in his life. I hope Henry stays alive long enough to help guide him.”

Cork smiled. “We all hope Henry will live forever.”

They were quiet for a long while, letting the feel of the woods, the calling of the birds, the sunlit darting of insects fill their senses. The walk to and from Crow Point had always been a time of contemplation for Cork.

“Your little Waaboo told me that Fawn is still trying to find her way to cross to the other side,” Theresa said.

“Still looking for the Path of Souls.”

“Even though I’m Ojibwe, I admit that I’ve always thought the idea of actually crossing to the other side, walking some spiritual path, was just a metaphor. Now I wonder. And I think about Fawn, whoever she is, or was, and it saddens me to think of her as lost.”

“I’ve been to a lot of burial ceremonies, traditional Anishinaabe, Catholic, Protestant. They all have one thing in common, it seems to me. They help us say goodbye. Part of it, I’m sure, is just support in our grieving and a way to move on. But I’ve always thought that there is this something that connects us to the spirit of the dead, this something that assures us of a life beyond this world, a better existence. If my grandson is somehow more in touch with that something, maybe he can help lost souls like Fawn.” Cork took a deep breath. “It is, as Henry said, a heavy burden for the little guy.”

Theresa reached out and placed her hand gently on his arm. “And for those who love him.”

They arrived at the double-trunk birch, and as Cork climbed into his Expedition, he got a call on his cell phone.

“Monte and I would like to have a talk with you as soon as possible,” Daniel said without preamble.

“Fine. I’m on my way back to Aurora now. Let’s meet somewhere. Not Gooseberry Lane. The news vultures could still be hovering.”

“How about the sheriff’s office?” Daniel suggested. “Marsha Dross might like to be in on this, too.”

“Where are you?”

“Driving back from the Three Rivers rez. We should be in Aurora in about an hour.”

“I’ll call Marsha and meet you there.”

He dropped Theresa Lee at her home, then just to satisfy his curiosity, he headed to Gooseberry Lane and paused at the intersection up the block from his house. There were no media vans in evidence, but that didn’t mean someone wasn’t still staked out somewhere waiting to pounce.

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