Chapter 1I usually kept myself to myself but as soon as I heard the truck pull up the shared driveway that split off between my cabin and the next, I couldn’t help but twitch the curtains. The truck itself was a shining cherry red and looked like it had been driven straight out of the showroom. Out here in the mountains that wouldn’t last long.
My own beat-up 4x4 was parked outside my cabin looking worse for wear and I again remembered that I needed to head into town to get the tires changed, ready for the winter, yet the days were creeping closer and I couldn’t bring myself to go.
I blamed it on my work, on the pile of unfinished projects on my desk, but the truth was I just wasn’t a social butterfly. I’d brought my little cabin in the mountains to get away from the hustle and bustle of
