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And did they always do the blanket toss, too?” Charlie asked. “That is what nalukataq means—it is our Iñupiaq word about the blanket toss. We have no trees, so whale spotters climb the high ice ridges to look for spouting whales. And the blanket toss, well….” Aana chuckled. “They say when my grandfather was a boy he could fly higher and see farther on the blanket than any of the men spotting from the pressure ridges. He wasn’t much older than you.”

“Do you think he was ever afraid, Aana?” Charlie asked quietly.

She waited a long moment before answering.

“Maybe, Charlie,” she said. “But do not worry. When it is your turn, you will be ready.”