Chapter 10
Blue Ridge Mountains
near Staunton, VA
0800 22 December 2010
Ian
I DIDN’T WAKE up until nearly eight that morning, which was almost unheard of for me, and had it not been for the very pleasant smells coming down the hallway from the kitchen, I might have slept some more. Since I was awake, I got up, pulled on a robe, and visited the bathroom before I followed the aroma of food. “Morning,” I said as I padded into the kitchen.
“Good morning,” Randy said. “I thought you were gonna sleep all day.”
“I probably could have done just that. That was the first decent night’s sleep I’ve had since Saturday.”
“Yeah, me too. I guess it all finally caught up with us.”
“So what’s on our agenda this morning?”
“That huge f*****g pile of logs under the shed,” he said. “We’re gonna turn a
