Cammie is sat in the living room on the sofa where she can see out of the kitchen window and watch the helicopter take flight. After giving her statement to the Sheriff all she can do is replay the last moments from when she and Callie got separated. The moment when Callie stopped running and begged for us to take a break. How our legs ached and how our feet bled from the rough terrain we were running over, and how the blood on our feet made it slick and slippery which made it even harder to run. How she can still hear the terror in Callie’s voice and their heavy breathing as they try to catch their breath. Callie’s face in the light of the moon shone and how her face was stricken with fear. All Cammie can think of is, if Callie is dead, how awful and scary her final moments must have been, “dear Lord, please let her be alive and safe, please Lord, let her be alive and safe.” As Cammie is praying out loud, Robin comes in from outside, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb your pra
After a few days of Robin trying to wait on Cammie hand and foot and him refusing to let her do anything at all around the cabin. Cammie would complain about how bored she was and about how she felt better when she was able to move around and do things to help keep her mind occupied. He eventually gave in and started allowing Cammie to spend short periods of time on her feet in the kitchen. It started off with her making a pot of coffee or cooking the porridge in the morning, to gradually doing a few light chores around the cabin. Mostly she would sneakily wait for Robin to head outside to shovel snow and to check on and feed the livestock, before she would start an activity. Chores around the homestead kept him busy for a few hours at least and she knows, the minute he comes back into the cabin he is going to stop her from doing it and send her off back to the sofa or the bed to twiddle her thumbs. After a few days of this back and forth between them, Robin could tell that Cammi
Sitting on the edge of the bed awkwardly, Cammie is baffled, “what is going on with me?”She asks herself. Here I am throwing myself at a man and day dreaming of a happy life as the wife of a homesteader, while my sister could be out there in the forest, dead, or even worse eaten by animals. Hell, being married to a mountain man was never my dream. It was always Callie’s dream, to have a rugged man who would worship the ground she walked on and care for her. Terrible thoughts running through Cammie’s head, ‘Why isn’t Callie here now, instead of me? how can I take her dream like a thief in the night?’ Robin was meant for Callie, with his tall, dark and handsome looks, his soft, attentive and caring manner and his sheer strength. With the will and need to provide for and keep safe no matter the consequence, somehow this universe has muddled Callie and I up. Cammie’s thoughts rushing ahead of her now turning to what Callie’s final moments would have been like. How terrified she would
Cammie looks up from her plate while eating, she’s watching Robin go though the desk drawers. “What are you looking for?” She asks him. Robin looks up, “trying to find my map of the mountain”. “It’s in the organiser that’s standing on the top of the desk, the file with the red label, OTHER.” Cammie points over to a pink marbled magazine file that’s standing on the desk. Inside, it has a few thin files and some paperwork neatly organised into it. Robin reaches for the plastic file with the label other. He takes it out of the magazine holder and flips it open. It’s one of those plastic flip files where paperwork can be stored in individual plastic folders. Inside it he finds some user manuals for various items that he and Mindy bought new for the cabin and some guarantor receipts and insurance receipts for things he didn’t even know needed insurance. Mindy again, she must have thought of all that when they bought the items. Flipping through, right at the back he finds a folder
First thing in the morning, Cammie is dressed in one of the two pairs of tracksuit bottoms, a green t-shirt and Robins grey hoody. She pulls the curtain aside and she can see that the sun is just starting to peak through the trees in the distance, but it’s still dark out. She knows it still pretty early and the chances are, Robin is still asleep, but she can’t lay in bed any longer, waiting for him to get up. Going into the kitchen now, she can see all of the lights are still out and the living room is still pitch black meaning Robin must still be asleep. Quietly, she stalks into the kitchen, waits a moment for her eyes to adjust to the dark, then sets to work making a pot of coffee and puts some porridge on to cook. May as well get a good breakfast in and make sure Robin is well fed before heading out to town. She doesn’t know how long the drive into town is, but she does know it’s a way off. Once the porridge is cooked and the coffee is made she decides its time to wake Rob
Unaware as to what Cammie is currently witnessing outside the store, Robin scans the store for woman’s hiking gear. That’s when he hears the door chime go and then hears familiar voices over at the counter where Tobin is sitting. It’s none other then his twin brother Adam and Mindy his ex. He ducks down slightly trying not to be seen as he listens in on their conversation with Tobin. Tobin greets them both, “Mindy, Adam” “Tobin, good to see you”, Robin hears his brothers voice for the first time in nearly eight months. From where he is standing hidden behind the clothing racks he can see that Mindy looks like she’s about to pop that baby out any day now. Tobin, “thanks for offering to drive me Adam, the truck’s out back”, Tobin points toward the stores back exit. “Mindy much appreciated that you’re going to mind the store for me while we’re gone, especially in your condition. I’ll try my best to get the procedure done as quickly as possible. Any problems, please don’t hesitat
Cammie knows she’s fucked up. After sitting quietly for the whole two minute drive to the sheriff’s station Cammie breaks the silence with, “I’m sorry! I know I embarrassed you and I...” Robin interrupts what’s she’s saying with, “Cammie, do you know what you’ve done?” He says in an irritated tone, “everyone was supposed to believe that you are my long lost cousin.” “Now, the whole town thinks your my girlfriend.” Cammie gets defensive, “would it be that awful if the whole town were to think I’m your girlfriend? What exactly is the difference if I’m your girlfriend or your looong losttt cousin?” She says vehemently. Robin faces her now with a cross and angry furrowed brow. “You are the one who came up with the cousin idea in the first place!” “Besides, I’d love to call you my girlfriend, but you said yourself, that you are not my girlfriend!” He carries on with his rant, frustrated now, he continues, “now that there are two different stories floating about town, and now that t
Cammie and Willow are both sitting in the rear seats of the truck catching up with each other as Robin drives the truck. The men are discussing Robins plan for the hike he and Cammie intend to embark on tomorrow morning. “Have you got everything you need for your hike?” Sheriff asks. Cammie and Willow stop chatting now so they can hear what is being said between the men. “I am pretty sure I have everything I need” Robin reply’s. “Please tell me you will be careful, I don’t like the idea of Cammie going back to that cliff” Willow interjects. “It will be fine, I’ll be careful and I’ll have Robin there to help me and to protect me if need be” Cammie reassures her. This leads Cammie’s thoughts down a totally different train of thought to the hike. Reminding herself of what Robin had said earlier in the truck. ‘it’s okay, I won’t let anything happen to you. I love you’, he said. Cammie is sitting smiling to herself as she looks out of her window and daydreams about Robin tel