Kelly
Kelly leaned against the tailgate of Tate’s truck, her duffel bag for the weekend resting on the ground in front of her feet. She wrapped Tate’s flannel tighter around her body as she waited for him to finish up whatever was keeping him. She shivered as a cold breeze ruffled her loose hair.
She looked up at the sky, where dark clouds were gathering in the distance. They had agreed to leave at four so that they would get to the cabin before dark and it was already half-past four. If they didn’t hurry, they wouldn’t get to the cabin until after the sun had set and they probably wouldn’t beat the storm either. It looked like it was moving pretty fast.
She tore her gaze away from the clouds and turned towards the house. She glared at the lighted window on the main floor. Unless some
