Cuddling My Chuchunya

Her obsession stands before her, not as an extinct Australopithecus, but as a living chuchunya...an abominable snow monster who promises a lifetime of devotion in hiding... Dr. Vera Thompson I am one reindeer sleigh ride away from academic notoriety and the corpse excavation which will catapult my career from junior anthropology fellow to tenured professor. Crossing the Canadian tundra is not for the faint of heart but with modern technology like a GPS, cell phone signal, and all-climate winter gear, I'll reach the suspected Australopithecus body unearthed by the melting permafrost. One more day of dodging methane gas pockets under the ice and my life will change forever... Artyom The hairless ones swarmed around my brother's body like flies from the southern land. Tradition dictates his next of kin perform his last rites, so I follow the erratic driving of the hairless ones from a foreign land. If these invaders discover my chuchunya clan, I fear we are too few to defend our territory under the ice. I don't understand why the sled driver throws his passenger into a ground popper, but the cruel deed activates my coupling (dushevnayasvyaz) instincts to heat my body to an inferno...the first sign of a soul bond... Stuck between loyalty to his clan's secrecy and his biology, will Artyom trade injured Vera for Denis's body? Will Vera choose modern conveniences in Ohio or stay with the chuchunya who promises to cherish her? In such an unforgiving landscape, will Artyom prove his dushevnayasvyaz by pushing her toward an easier life, even if her leaving breaks both their hearts?