THE LIVING ROOM GLOWED warm and bright with the fire Melony had lit. She watched in exhausted fascination as the flames danced across the logs, relaxing her aching muscles while the storm raged outside wilder than ever.
As a tremendous crash of thunder shook the small cabin, she smiled wryly, taking a sip of tea. There was no more fear left in her. The storm was going virtually unnoticed as she stared into the flickering fire. Shock therapy. A small laugh passed through her lips. After getting both herself and Hunter to the cabin in the raging wind and rain, thunder and lightning, she had evidently developed immunity to it.
She thought of the man lying in the next room. She was thankful he had moments of semi-consciousness because she knew he'd be okay. Also, if he stayed comatose she wo
