Peggy is eight years old when her survivalist father takes her from their home in London to a remote cabin in the woods. When they arrive, he tells her that the rest of the world has been destroyed - everything is gone, including her mother, her friends, and her home. Believing that this is her life now, Peggy begins teaching herself how to live off the land.
Peggy and her father fall into a rhythm - gathering food, repairing the cabin, setting hunting traps - until one day, she sees a pair of boots in the forest. In setting out to find the owner of the boots, Peggy finds the strength to return to the home she thought she'd lost.
This is such an enchanting book - both in plot and in prose. It is beautiful in a quiet sort of way, not like many of the stories I've read with a similar theme. While it does get intense towards the end, it is never overbearing.
There is a lot of time spent with Peggy and her father in the woods or at their cabin, describing their day-to-day life and how they survived. To many, these pages seemed dull (a lull in the action perhaps?), but I found them dreamy and endearing. Those are the pages I found myself lost in, living off the land right alongside Peggy.
This is the type of novel where the author doesn't assume the reader is clueless. Fuller is subtle, dropping clues for the reader to decipher. Some will figure things out right away, others might not realize until the last page - I fell somewhere in the middle.
Our Endless Numbered Days is such a gorgrous book. I hope you'll give it a chance.
'Dates only make us aware of how numbered our days are, how much closer to death we are for each one we cross off. From now on, Punzel, we're going to live by the sun and the seasons.' He picked me up and spun me around, laughing. 'Our days will be endless.'