The rest of the day set their schedule for the next week. Allie had risen and fixed them a small breakfast of powdered scrambled eggs, grits, and dried biscuits. She had teased Jacob when he had played with the grits. Allie had fallen in love with the ground corn concoction when she had traveled to a rodeo in Georgia one year. She figured it was her mom’s way of saying she was sorry for tricking her.
She cleaned the cabin after breakfast while Jacob cut more firewood. They spent the early afternoon hours doing minor repairs and improvements to the cabin before walking down the trail to the river. Allie sat lounging on a rock in the sun, while Jacob fished.
“I didn’t realize how much I needed this,” Allie said, watching as Jacob tossed another fish up onto the bank.
Jacob grinned as he b
