I’ve long imagined Lucy as the homebody. Appearing first in Promise and then more fully as the center of St. Helens in the Mix, she’s the adoring wife of a geologist. In that role, she’s carried along into the wilderness of the Cascade mountains and the interior desert, where the orchards wind out like green ribbons along the valley bottoms, including the one where she and her husband now live.
But it’s unfamiliar territory, which may be why she ventures into other unfamiliar settings, ones full of risk. Is she really that naive? Or trusting? Or is there a deeper need to fulfill?
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