Chapter 47
47 The cabin was quiet. Harlan puttered around, doing JJ wasn’t sure what, while Iris heated more soup. JJ and Adam sat on opposite ends of the sofa, staring at the black windows covered with condensation, each apparently lost in thought. JJ felt a twinge of guilt over Trooper. She’d fed him before she left, and he’d be fine in his doghouse for the night, but JJ hated leaving him tied out. She wished she’d asked Harlan how far she had to go to find a cell signal… down the driveway? The next county? Maybe his neighbor had reception. She’d like to call Evie, hear her voice right now. The four adults ate with little enthusiasm and even less conversation, then retired to sit near the fire with the bag of cookies Iris had brought. Harlan took one to his desk, where he pored over several sheet
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