Chapter 22
Mid- Afternoon, Monday, November 9th
In the Woods Near Morelville
The track from the pond to the cabin was rutted and rough. I felt bad for Boo. She weighed so little, she bounced up and down on the seat with every bump I hit and there were plenty. It was all dry and cracked now, only two days or so removed from the storm but, with just a little more rain, it would be even worse - a soupy mess. After what seemed life forever, we got to the cabin and we both got out of the car gladly.
I looked at it out in front of me. I hadn’t thought to check the dimensions on the auditors website. It was smaller than I might have thought; not even thirty feet across the front and not very deep from the look of it.
There was a pickup parked up close to the door, the only thing along the fr
