21. Far from Me. [Part 2]
By the time we finish fixing up the sheds to keep the cattle safe from the storm, dinner time has already passed. The rain falls softly but steadily, and the overcast sky announces what’s to come. I shake the water off at the front entrance and go straight to the kitchen looking for Rose. “Did you tell her?” “Christ, you scared me!” The older woman clutches her chest, startled. “Sorry. Did you tell Lia about the storm?” “I did,” Rose says as she keeps working at the dishwasher. “But she didn’t want to stay here, said she’d be fine in her cabin.” I close my eyes, pinching the bridge of my nose between two fingers. This is exactly what I was afraid of, isn’t it? I’m about to head out and bring her back when Rose stops me. “Let her be, honey. She seemed like she needed to be alone.”
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