Julia

With an ax in his other hand, after closing the cabin door, Van took my hand, our mittens wrapping around one another’s grip. My total experience around the area of the cabin was limited to the journey to and from the truck and to and from the outhouse. This time, we headed into the forest, our boots sinking in the deep snow.

“They’re all so tall,” I said, looking up through the big trees to the blue sky above. I wasn’t only ...