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John Hunter thought he had everything he wanted. . . a good job, prospects for a promotion and a beautiful woman lying beside him when he woke up. Only two things were missing; he was too short and he had no idea who he was. The only parent figure he ever had was Father Troy, the kindly priest at St. Anne’s Orphanage, in a small northern British Columbia town called Waterston.
When his boss sends him back to his hometown to replace his friend Hump at the head of a programming team that’s rapidly falling behind schedule, he finds his past catching up just when he doesn’t want it to. Hump is raving about Sasquatch and the Little People. This time it can’t be explained away by paranoia and too much coffee. The work for the credit union, bringing online banking to their far-flung customers, isn’t getting done. It’s up to John to get things back on-track. But it isn’t to be.
On his first night back, he takes time away from battling with uncooperative program code and walks with Father Troy up the long, dark hill to St. Anne’s Orphanage. There he comes face to face with the scariest, hairiest creature from Hump’s mad ravings: a sasquatch. But it’s not on the road or in the woods; it’s in the orphanage chapel.
And so begins John Hunter’s wakening to his true heritage, not a high technology city life, but a primitive hunter/gatherer tradition as old as humankind itself. After his initial denial, rage and fear, he goes into the deep woods of British Columbia to a place where time doesn’t penetrate.
With him we explore the juxtaposition of modern attitudes against a backdrop of our dangerous and sometimes terrifying primitive past.
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