The road to Green Mountain National Forest was quite long, but the view was worth it. Winter had already come to Vermont and the scenery was just fabulous! The cabin, or rather a small forest mansion that belonged to Byron’s family, was situated in the middle of the forest, surrounded by slender spruce trees and huge oaks. When Jay agreed to a trip to the wilds she thought of a small wooden hut, a fireplace and a sleeping bag. Meanwhile, the house looked like the rural estate, but it had all the necessary amenities.
In fact, they were not far from the buildings of a small town. It was enough to walk about three miles to replenish supplies. ‘Equipping such a house in a completely remote area had to cost a lot!’ She thought, admiring the woodwork of the porch. Behind
