Six
Mrs. Desroches still lived in the tiny log cabin that her parents had built before she was born. She was nearly ninety and her eyesight was failing, but she refused to leave the place. Friends and neighbors helped her out, and recently her granddaughter, Natalie Desroches, had come back to help take care of her.
Natalie greeted Ruthie at the door, which creaked on its rusty hinges as she opened it. Natalie was a few years older than Ruthie and had moved away to become a TV weatherperson. But she’d quit that job to come live with her Granny and do some research on how climate change was affecting Alaska. Lots of material there.
“I have to ask, are you the one who talked her into doing this interview?” Ruthie asked after they exchanged greetings.
“I am.” Natalie gave her a rueful smi
