I came out of the tiny cottage and finally yawned with abandon. The vista unfolding before me was a sight for sore eyes.
Photo prompt courtesy Sue Vincent
Reaching here when we did had turned out to be an excellent decision. The fresh snow had covered our tracks better than we could have ever hoped, and the ground now looked untrodden by man or beast. Now all we had to do was stay inside…and wait.
Even though the girl was not expected for another couple of hours at least, I didn’t want to take any chances, so I went back inside and closed the door, leaving it unlatched from inside of course, just locking it using the duplicate key that the girl’s Cook had helped us obtain.
Not that we were afraid of the girl, of course. Far from it. She was just a piddly little thing, and there were…
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