The Cabin on Bear Mountain by Liz Isaacson

Author:Liz Isaacson [Isaacson, Liz]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: AEJ Creative Works

Chapter 15

Landon’s frustrations, worries, and bad mood lifted as soon as he pulled up to the remote cabin. A sense of peace existed here he couldn’t find anywhere else. A feeling he’d been trying to find in Utah.

“Because you can’t live in a two-room cabin on the top of a mountain,” he muttered to himself. But the truth was, he could. He didn’t need to work, he just liked the feel of calluses on his hands, the smell of horses, the tired ache in his muscles that testified that he’d put in a good, honest day’s work.

Sure, there was plenty of work to do around the cabin. He could wash windows, repair the front steps, clear the land in the back and plant a garden. Build a paddock and keep horses. Erect a barn and raise cows and pigs and chickens. If he got all that going, he probably wouldn’t even have to go down the mountain for groceries.

The thought was as attractive as it was horrifying. He twisted the knob and entered the cabin. He didn’t keep the door locked, though he often thought he should. The interior looked the same as it had the last time he was here, if not a little dustier.

A sigh leaked from his lips. He flipped on the lights and opened the fridge. Bottles of water stood like soldiers and he took one out. The cupboards housed enough syrup and pancake mix to last a couple of months, and he opened the one above the stove to find a bag of his favorite spicy nacho chips.

With those in hand, he retreated to the bedroom where he piled the pillows against the headrest he’d bought in Butte after his last National Championship win. He selected a documentary on the science behind training horses—something he’d watched a couple dozen times—and stuck it in the DVD player. With the sound of wind blowing from the TV and his snacks nearby, Landon slipped off his hat and set it on the dresser. He got out a pair of gym shorts and a T-shirt, changed his clothes, and settled against the pillows.

He didn’t even try to think. He just stared at the screen, his attention on the horses, and munched on his chips. Once he was fully relaxed, he’d figure out what God wanted him to do.

The following morning, Landon felt more like himself. He pulled on a sweatshirt and laced his hiking boots. In the backpack he kept on a hook by the backdoor, he packed granola bars, bottled water, and fruit cups. He wasn’t planning to hike very far, but he knew better than anyone how the trees just beyond the cabin could blend, blur, multiply, move if he didn’t pay attention.

The pack also carried a flashlight, an emergency blanket, a first aid kit, and pain medication. He never left the cabin without it, and he checked its contents to ensure he could survive if he got stuck outside after dark.

Because he’d risen so early, the sun hadn’t quite claimed the day yet.

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