We lucked out when we rented that cabin up by the lake. Tara had scolded me that it was still the off-season.

We could get up there and have a cold snap. I liked the price and the idea of being up there alone. Just me and her and the wild life.

It was our second day and she was running around in shorts and a thin white sweater The weather had taken a turn for the warmer side and it was our first truly warm day where shorts could be sported.

Tara loves shorts.

I’d noticed the caretaker getting the cabins ready for the impending busy season. Painting some wooden porches and steps, cleaning gutters, mending cracked sidewalks and even a few windowpanes.

I’d also noticed him noticing Tara.

I had come out with a cold beer and a long cigar to find her doing her best... Read More