The highway to the campground cuts through the granite Laurentian Plateau like a desiccated wound. It’s been twenty five years since I’ve retraced this road and, though the comfort stops along the route have been expanded and streamlined, the forest and rock remain the same: Ancient, silent and unflinching.I was fourteen when we retreated South … Continue reading Short Story Review: Laughter Among the Trees by Suzan Palumbo →