“Temperate chunk of the west coast. If you went north from where we are right now, straight line, you'd be in BC when you crossed the border. If you kept going north, still in that straight line, you'd hit the Yukon, and if you took a right right then and traveled... oh, a day and a night? You'd not only be in the Northwest Territories, but my hometown: Yellowknife.” Sam said the name with some affection, still attached to the city. She supposed she always would be, no matter how far from it she moved; every summer, every winter, she somehow managed to be back. “No igloos, but we do have a snow castle every year.”
A Snow King, too, but she didn't want to bore the boy by delving into a Hinterlands Who's Who of far-away eccentrics.
“I--” didn't expect you to be so nervy, Christ, kid “'m sure, yeah.” She held her free hand up in assurance. “It's not so bad when you're the one driving and can stop, detour, whatever, whenever, but when traveling isn't fun, it isn't fun at all. I'm thinking if you can treat yourself to a treat or two, it'll suck a little less, cause hey. I've been in your shoes before.”
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Date: 2017-12-10 12:40 am (UTC)A Snow King, too, but she didn't want to bore the boy by delving into a Hinterlands Who's Who of far-away eccentrics.
“I--” didn't expect you to be so nervy, Christ, kid “'m sure, yeah.” She held her free hand up in assurance. “It's not so bad when you're the one driving and can stop, detour, whatever, whenever, but when traveling isn't fun, it isn't fun at all. I'm thinking if you can treat yourself to a treat or two, it'll suck a little less, cause hey. I've been in your shoes before.”