Marged Brice is 134 years old.
She'd be ready to go, if it wasn't for Perdita . . .
The Georgian Bay lighthouse's single eye keeps watch over
storm and calm, and Marged grew up in its shadow, learning
the language of the wind and the trees. There's blustery
beauty there, where sea and sky incite each other to
mischief... or worse...
Garth Hellyer of the Longevity Project doesn't believe
Marged was a girl coming of age in the 1890s, but reading
her diaries in the same wild and unpredictable location
where she wrote them might be enough to cast doubt on his
common sense.
Everyone knows about death.
It's life that's much more mysterious...
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