Take them out fishing. We’ve got to pass on the flame. I remember my daughter with her little pole, bent to the point her nose was almost touching water, and catching roaches on a bobber. She was striking on takes even I couldn’t see, I was amazed. Of course, maybe it was just luck. And I’m not a fan of genetic hocus pocus explanations, but I must confess that, for once, I was tempted. Watching her, I was thinking of her maternal lineage, generations of cunning poachers and meat providers in the French Berry, almost a century ago…

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