Jack
The early morning light had a quiet, eerie quality to it as I sat outside the cabin on the deck. I watched the sun rise slowly over the horizon. Today was the last day of our time here and while a big part of me was sad that our little bubble of solitude was ending, I also felt at peace. I smiled as the soft hues of orange, pink, and gold painted the sky, reflecting off the lake’s still surface, and I just let the beauty of my surroundings calm me. Everything felt at peace. Everything felt right. The cabin had become our sanctuary over the past two weeks. We had laughed, we had argued, and we had talked through our fears, and our doubts and it wasn’t just a vacation. It had been a chance for the three of us to build something real. I couldn’t remember the last time I had felt so cont
