Chapter 14
“Now, that’s what you call a mess,” Memphis noted as the four of them stood looking at a twisted piled of trees covered in snow and ice. When Mr. Minter had said the road was blocked, he wasn’t kidding. Reid had envisioned a branch or two, maybe an entire tree, but he had no idea that this was what the cabin owner had meant.
It seemed like everywhere he looked there was another uprooted tree. Since most of the pine trees still had their needles, it was difficult to tell exactly how many they were looking at, and though they didn’t expand down the road too far, there were enough of them right here by the mouth of the road that cut down the mountain that it would take some doing to clear all of them.
“It’s like someone was playing dominoes with the trees and placed one a little
