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Assistant: Title: Footprints
        Author: Delari Delari 
        Chapter: 1/3 
        Summary: Ben has isolated himself into his grandfather's winter cabin to get away from his family, and he's fine with it.Totally fine. Even when there's nothing but snow around him.But one day, someone comes trudging through the snow, and his life might be about to change for good...
        Contents: Chapter 1: The Snowstorm
    

    


  

  
  
    
    It was dusk when Ben Solo noticed the footprints in the snow outside the window. Usually, the snow was smooth like a blanket; only from time to time, small animals would leave traces on the white, glittering surface, or acorns and old leaves would fall from the bare trees. Otherwise, the house was silent and isolated.Ben liked it this way. He had retired to the lodge - more a cabin on the outskirts of town, almost disappearing in the shadow of the woods - over a year earlier and he was fine with it.He had always loved the place, it had pleasant memories from his childhood. He would come here with his uncle and his father, build snowmen, learn how to chop wood and carve it, they would have sleigh rides, and more often than not he and dad would get into trouble and his uncle would have to patch them up while they made him swear that he wouldn’t tell mom or they would never hear the end of it.His teenage years were much less idyllic. Though he usually was a quiet, retiring person, at times his temper would flare up without any warning, and both his serene uncle and his cool dad became unreachable role models for him. His mother understood him better than they did, but she couldn’t help.He really had needed to get away before they drove him out of his mind…Ben’s thoughts were straying back to them and he was about to feel resentful again when he heard someone knocking at the door.When he opened it, a gush of cold wind blew into his face together with thick snowflakes. At first he saw almost nothing, then his vision cleared and he saw the figure standing on the porch.He could hardly recognize their features; from the physical frame it seemed a young woman, but she was so heavily wrapped in a thick coat with a scarf drawn over her nose and the knit cap low on her ears and forehead that he could hardly tell how she looked like.„Can I help you?” he asked. His parents may have exasperated him, but at times like these he was glad they had taught him manners. Good manners could be a guideline in strange situations.Unexpectedly, the girl took a small notebook and a pencil out of one of her pockets and started to scribble. A moment later, she ripped out the page she had written on and handed it to him.I’m sorry but I cannot speak.I am looking for Mr Plutt’s workshop, I was told it was on the right side of the railway station.„It’s on the left, two miles from here,” Ben answered.The person rolled her eyes.I was told to go to the right at the train station, she wrote.„Whoever that was gave a wrong direction. I’m sorry.”I will be late for the job interview.Thank you.With that, the girl turned around and was about to stomp off into the now heavily falling snow.„You don’t want to work for Plutt?” Ben called after her, suddenly feeling concerned. „He’s a disgusting guy. Nobody wants to work with him for long, he exploits and underpays people.”She shot him a look from underneath the hat, quickly scribbled something and gave him the piece of paper before turning away abruptly.Don’t tell me what to do.Ben shrugged and closed the door again. Some people couldn’t be helped; he had tried to warn her.About an hour later he switched on the old-fashioned radio that was standing on the kitchen counter and, while sipping on a cup of tea, heard the news: there was a major snowstorm in his area and all trains were cancelled for at least 24 hours.Ten minutes later he more felt than heard another knock on the door. Already guessing who it was, he opened.The girl looked funny, an odd mixture of contrite and defiant.Knowing that she did not speak, he met her eyes and crossed his arms, mirroring her.„So, I guess you don’t want to work for Plutt.”The girl shook her head, looking straight at him.„And with the trains cancelled you can’t get home.”This time she nodded.„Do you want to stay the night?”You have to swear you’re not a serial killer, she wrote.Ben burst out laughing. „I swear I have never killed anyone.”And that you’re not a rapist.Ben turned serious again. He lifted two fingers of his right hand and swore, „I’m not.”He opened the door wider and let her in. Shivering, the girl took her shoes and coat off before writing another note.Do you live here on your own?„Yes, it’s just me. I… had an argument with my parents and wanted to be alone for a while.”Thank you.His guest finally took off her knit hat and unwound the scarf from her neck. Ben met a pair of brilliant doe eyes in a heart-shaped face. The girl looked frustrated and chilled, but he thought that she probably looked quite pretty if he could make her warm and comfortable.Impulsively, he offered her a seat in front of the fire, put a few more logs on it and went to the kitchen to make some hot chocolate.When he went back to his living room the girl thankfully accepted the drink and took a few sips before handing him another slip of paper.I’m Rey.Ben felt his face break into a smile for what felt like the first time in months. „Pleased to meet you. My name is Ben.”'
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