Thread: What happens in the cabin... (Sync & mypgems)

As she shook Lukes hand, Becca was a little surprised that he hadnt reacted to what she said about the locker room incident. Did he not care about what almost happened to her? It was at that moment Becca realized how much of a chasm existed between the two siblings and how unlikely their parents plan of getting them together would work. They were too far gone. At least though, they could try and be civil to each other for their parents sake. Ill give you a hand with the wood too. Theres more than enough space in front of the wood box for the extra. Oh and I got it stoked up already. She nodded at the fireplace that was taking some of the chill out of the air. The cabin was insulated even so with the wind and cold the heat could get sucked out quickly. If worse came to worst, they could sleep on the couches near the fire. But it wouldnt, would it? Becca turned from Luke to look out the windows at the snow falling. When the wind gusted the flakes came down sideways. The south and east sides of the cabin had pine trees that provided a good windbreak. The north and west were open due to a forest fire that predated the cabin. It allowed for great views but not much protection. She gave a slight shudder at being at the mercy of the storm. Gods...she wanted her parents here. Not because of Luke but just that...they were her parents and they could make the bad go away. It was a silly, childish feeling but she could help it. Yeah...I slept okay. Dont know if I would have had I know this was coming... Becca turned back and poured a cup of coffee for herself. I remember it was gramps that gave me my first cup of coffee when I was.....nine? Mom was so pissed at him but I loved it. He was so much fun. I miss that old goat.. She looked up at Luke and shrugged slightly. I dont know why I started thinking about him...Just did. She glanced up at a clock and saw what time it was. Parents planned to be on the road by now I think. I wonder what the weather is like downhill though. I know one thing for sure, if it's humanly possible they will get here. That was something she knew they could agree on. Their parents would do anything for their kids. In the back of her mind Becca knew that no matter what they would be safe. People knew where they were and the storm couldnt last forever. Even if the road was closed for the winter, there were helicopters that could come get them. She knew that and just needed to believe it. They wouldnt starve. There was the stuff they brought with them and, while not exactly the most nourishing, it was good for a few days. Then there was a metal pot and bucket in the back of a closet with sealed bags of pemmican and hard biscuits. This was the ultimate in emergency food that their dad had had taste for at one times. You broke the pemmican and biscuit into a snow filled pot and let it boil. The hoosh looked horrible but Becca didn't think it tasted bad at all. Might has well turn on this for a just in case. On high shelf, just as you left the kitchen, was CB radio that was probably as old as Becca. It was connected to an aerial outside that at one time was used for shortwave. The thing had batteries in case the power went out but they might not have been changed for awhile. There was some static then some faint transmissions that sounded like snowplow drivers down slope. They faded in and out but from the sounds of it, they were having trouble rain that had frozen to ice along the snow. Both siblings looked at each other. Better get dressed and get that wood inside... Becca finally said in a voice that seemed calm but had an element of fear in it.