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It's not a long walk; a well-kept road and the cool Atlantic breeze made it feel even shorter. The view was staggering and magnificent. Ancient rock formations dotting the sea, raw and uneven, scattered with a low brush that clinged obsessively to the land. The wind moved without
"Yeah, just head down the Cabot Trail and take a left in the fork in the road. It's a national park, lots of tourists this time of year. Can't miss it."
"Atlantic salmon," he replied. "Fresh-caught this morning by yours truly." He points to himself with a slight prideful grin, drumming his other hand on the steering wheel. "There's a park not far with a grill. We can cook 'er up there, what do you say?"
"When you put it that way..." He sank down into the driver seat a little bit. Suddenly, he perked up. "You hungry? I've got a fish on ice in the back from today's haul. I was gonna grill it for myself, but lunch is better in company."
"No problem, stranger."
He squints a little. "Should I--?" No, that's not it.
"So much for this. One second..."
He grabs the fork by the shaft and with a hesitant pull, yanks it out of Pointdexter's shoulder. The sight makes him slightly queasy, but he offers a thumbs-up.
YANN LE GALL is a humble fisherman in the quiet of Cape Breton Island, Nova Scotia, Canada. He is an orphan who was raised in large part by his Breton grandparents after the death of his parents in a tragic car accident, and though he still feels that loss later in his adult -