"To see a willowpup bark is to see a catcherfoot heal. It never will happen as long as you live and never will you understand."
My grandmother never really had patience for me. Whenever I did something she found remotely annoying she always told me in exasperation about the silent willowpup. She was right about one thing though, I never understood what she was on about. I couldn't fathom her meaning nor did I know what a willowpup was.
I was to find out soon though. The day after my thirteenth birthday a stranger knocked on the door.