Chapter Thirteen
Naomi filled the pot with a few cups of water from the small blue water tank sitting on the counter next to the sink. There was running water in the bathroom, thanks to the storage tank and heater, but the cabin was still technically dry. The hole in the kitchen sink drained to a gray water bucket in the cabinet beneath.
She put the large pot on the stove to boil and turned to peer out the window to her left. Snow was falling hard now, blowing almost sideways. The skies were filled with dark clouds, blocking out the daylight. It was only noon. The land and the sky nearly blended together now. She couldn’t see more than maybe a hundred feet from the cabin.
The wind rattled the shutters and a loud ring from the wall behind her nearly made her jump out of her skin.
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