She chiseled away at the wood, shaping it roughly. When she was satisfied, she started working on the finer detail. She stretched her back, and nearly jumped when a loud knock came from the door. She dusted herself off and went to open. Caleb stood outside, anxiety on his face. 'You are okay. Why didn't you answer your phone?' he asked, pulling her into a tight hug. She hugged him back. 'I was busy working, I didn't hear it ring' she said. 'I was worried. And I missed you' he said against her hair. 'What are you working on?' he asked, releasing her. They entered her cabin and she took him into the studio. He stared in awe at the sculpture taking shape in front of him. It was a sculpture of Owen, wings outstretched, taking off from a branch. 'You are extremely talented' he said, softly runn
