General Fiction posted April 20, 2014


Freezing

Part 3 Short Story Long

by Siouxsun


Oh God, oh God, what am I going to do?" I repeated through sobs. "Please help me I don't know what to do. My kids are freezing;"

Doubting myself, my thoughts turned inward. I'm so tired and cold. It could take hours to drag them to the cabin and what about Sam? Do I leave him here? We need a miracle to get out of this. More sobs escaped as I turned to wake Sam again.

"I can't do this alone! Please wake up, please, pleeeease wake up!"

It was no use. I put one of the twins sleeping bags over him to try to keep him warm. Even though I knew there was no service I attempted to send a text to Dave anyway. It is important for Dave to know how much we love him. I knew by the time he read this it could very likely be too late but he knew he would read it eventually.

"WE ARE STUCK ON THE CABIN RD. I LOVE YOU & I CHERISH EVERY MOMENT WE HAVE EVER SPENT TOGETHER AS DO THE CHILDREN. YOU ARE ALWAYS PRESENT IN OUR HEARTS. THROUGH NO FAULT OF YOUR OWN, IT MAY BE TOO LATE BY THE TIME YOU GET THIS. PLEASE FORGIVE ME. YOU CAN REST ASSURED WE WILL SEE YOU AGAIN ON THE LAST . LOVE YOU FOREVER AND ALWAYS, EMMA

Sobbing into the palms of my hands, overcome by the finality of it all, my cries elevated even above the wind howling in the trees.

"Father, please give me insight and wisdom to find a way out of this. Please help me, I'm so tired, give me the strength to stay awake."

The thought (you are never tested beyond what you can handle) kept coming to mind. While humped over my children trying to keep them warm I thought; What can I possibly do now that will make a difference? I had already wrapped them in what was left of the sleeping bags. I hugged my babies as tight as I could. I felt my body relaxing, sleep was coming, it was peaceful and I was welcoming it.

My thoughts about the children descended deeply in my mind. They are so young, they have so much more of life to live they will never experience if we don't get out of here. They've only just begun their lives, just starting to make friends in school. They just joined the Scouts. I have so many good memories of school and my Scout days when we went on camping trips and traveled. I have so many lifelong friends who shared many memories down here at the cabin with me. It was so much more than selling cookies. All I wanted was for my husband and children to experience some of the wonderful memories like my family and friends had made at the cabin over the years.

My thoughts turned to the woods. Not even the stories told about what lived in the woods could ever over shadow my inspiring memories to come back.
"I could start a fire!" The thought sprang to mind like a bolt of lightning and I was sitting up almost as quickly.

"Oh God, thank you so much, I don't know why I didn't think of this before!"
My thoughts flew from one to another. We have a grill lighter. I know there is dead wood out there, and the smoke might alert someone that we are here.

In the past many things occurred that couldn't be explained, but we were never threatened or had any trouble with anything out there. There was always just an eerie feeling of being watched but with everything that was said, who wouldn't cringe a little. Growing up here I traveled this road many times on the way to the cabin, but never at this hour.

Most insisted these stories were nothing but a bunch of nonsense. Old folk tales.
The description Sam gave sounded like some of the descriptions in the past. My friends weren't sure they believed any of it, but none the less loved to hear the stories about the close encounters that occurred prior to the search. Those who feared what they did not know warned visitors not to travel alone down this road. If you did, you certainly didn't venture into the woods! That was a long time ago. Only our family had boarding properties and access now. My grandfather made sure of it.

He heard the same stories when he was a just boy. The one about the armed search parties that infiltrated these woods was most popular. They went into the woods with resolute opposition to hunt and kill the unknown. There were varying opinions as to what they were but the fear was all the same and they all had the same solution; KILL. The deep shrill sounds that bellowed through the woods drove most out of their wits and out of the woods. They say a few chose to stay and were never seen again and no one ventured back in to find them. Who's to say if it is true or not?

It didn't matter now, there was no time to dwell on what might. I have to focus on this moment and what to do now. I didn't like the dark but I mustered up the courage to get out. Before I knew it I was snapping off dead branches from the trees on the forest edge and dragging myself and dead wood to make a pile next to the Silverado. By the time I was done, my hands were feeling bloody and raw inside my gloves.

As much as I tried to focus, my feelings of guilt reminded me I insisted on leaving early. I was so eager to make new memories with my husband and children I couldn't wait a few more days. I just wanted to make up for lost time. I just wanted everything to be perfect. What have I done? I have to make this right; I have to keep them safe, this has to work. I have to get a fire going!


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