Chapter 25 Sable

• Sable
• The five of us troop into the cabin, Ridge at the head of our little group. I hang back in the living room while the men go to the bedroom to dig clothes out of the packs. Thank God for that—I’m on naked man overload.
• My fingers are still shaking as I locate a box of wood matches and light the few candles scattered around the living room. Ridge will probably protest and say we can afford to turn on the generator for this, but I don’t want the harsh overhead light right now. I want to hide in the flickering shadows and come down from whatever the hell that was.