‘This could take a while,’ said Akesuk. ‘Yep, we’ll lose some time.’ Anawak knew what it meant to drive a sled round cracks. Akesuk’s nose wrinkled. ‘I wouldn’t say that. Time stays the same whether we travel due east or take a detour further north. Out here it doesn’t matter when you arrive. Don’t you remember? Your life doesn’t stop unfolding because you take a longer route. No time is wasted.’ Anawak was silent. ‘You know,’ his uncle added, with a smile, ‘maybe the biggest problem we’ve had to face in the last hundred years was the qallunaat bringing us time. They believe that time spent
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