Kaitie and Jake talked while they ate to fill the silence of the house and cover the blowing storm outside. Jake spoke the most, regaling Kaitie with stories of archaeological digs he had been on and camping trips he had taken. Thankfully, all of them ended better than this one. There were many times when Jake would laugh, ending in him groaning in pain, and Kaitie would remind him that he needed to be careful of his ribs.
Kaitie sighed when they were finished eating, “I hope you don't mind, but other than designated coffee cups and water glasses, we will be using paper plates until the power comes back on.”
“I don’t mind at all. I would do the same thing,” Jake grinned as Kaitie took his plate.
She asked, “What flavor of ice cream do you want? I have cookies and cream and triple chocol
