Maman hooted like an owl. A man dropped from the tree behind them. He was a Mi'cmaq man dressed in skins. “Viens, (come),” he said simply.
The Acadians traded with the Mi'kmaq. This man, Pierre Nugintok, had often brought game to Papa in exchange for farm goods.
After hours of walking they saw a far-off fire. Nugintok stopped and let out a nightingale call.
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