Each night by the light of the campfire we read The Road by Cormac McCarthy, taking turning reading aloud until our throats were sore and all the firewood had burned. Each morning we woke to a pile of cool ash. We packed our things and traveled again on the road and found that the world of the book was larger than the book.
Locations: Melrose, LA; Turners Falls, MA; Valentine, TX; Valentine, TX; Linconville, ME.