16
Peace Within
None of them even left the cabin to go out onto the island for two days. None of them had wanted to. Somehow, the tiny, human-looking cabin felt safe, as though the evil magic that hunted them couldn’t exist within its walls.
The room had sunken into an afternoon stupor, all of them poking lazily at their lunches.
“I’m going outside.” Jacob set his fork down on his plate of spaghetti.
Emilia had taken over the cooking after Claire had tried to make bacon and almost burned the cabin down with a grease fire.
“Why?” Emilia asked, looking at him sideways.
“Because I can see a few little pine trees out the window, and I’m going to cut one down. We missed the 25th by a few days, but we need something normal. We're having Christmas.” He knew it was silly, knew it wouldn't f
