Chapter 2: Building Tension

“I musta died and gone to heaven,” Donell murmured, his eyes sweeping across the table in front of them. An entire meal lay out, with baked chicken, grilled vegetables, mac and cheese - the works. Top that with the flickering fire and cabin walls thick enough to silence the world outside, and a guy would swear he was in luck.

Gabby laughed, a deep, rich sound that reminded Donell of the earth after the cars drove off the highway, when the air grew still and the distant murmur of the city settled in the background.