Nick’s tossing and turning the previous night meant Todd hadn’t gotten a lot of sleep. Their trunks were already in their cabin, and Nick had a pile of books stacked on top of one while he settled in the chair across from the bed, two more books balanced on his knees. Todd kicked his boots off, stripped down to his jeans and undershirt, flopped on the bed, and went back to sleep.
When Todd stretched awake, he rolled over and watched Nick. The books resting in his lap were different, but other than that, it was the same picture as when Todd fell asleep. He glanced at his watch. It was almost noon. “Want to go get lunch? I’m getting hungry.” He scooted over the bed and stood up to gaze out of the small window.
Even though the number of miles between Yellowknife City and Elk’s Ridge weren’t
