This story of a brother and sister grappling with the death of their father is ruminative and dark, like all of Samantha Hunt’s compelling collection The Dark Dark. The sibling grief is as sharp and unexpected as a beloved farm horse cracking the ice of a pond on a shopping centre building site, then drowning in it.
“The horse is twisting and snorting. She screams as much as a horse can scream. Clem raises his hands to his face. He takes another step towards the horse. ‘Clem,’ Beatrice repeats his name a third time. He turns to look at her. A seam has been cut open in Clem through the center of his face. A seam that says there is no way to stop this. No way for a man to save a horse drowning in freezing water. Clem brings his hands up to his ears and, pressing the small knobs of cartilage there, he stops listening.”
First published in The New Yorker as ‘Three Days’, January 2006, and available to subscribers to read here, and collected in The Dark Dark, Corsair 2018