Not wanting to head to the packhouse in my skimpy pjs, I quickly change into the first set of clothes that I find, a pair of sweats and an oversized tshirt, and run out of the room and out of the cabin, making my way to the packhouse. I make it to the kitchen where I find Peter with Marie’s head in his lap, and she seems confused.
“What happened?” Marie says, rubbing the back of her head while slowly sitting up. Peter looks worried at Marie, and Marie slowly shakes her head but grimaces, “I’m fine. It’s nothing.”
“It’s not fine, Ma!” Peter exclaims. He sighs before looking at me, “It seems that she was attacked from behind.”
Alex comes running in with a medical kit and Marie sighs dramatically. “That’s not necessary, I assure you.”
Alex plops the bag down and holds his hands up in surr
