Chapter 30

“We’re going to need a new one soon,” Ansel said. “Maybe down by the stream.”

“Why there?”

“So we can use it as a sort of bidet, when we run out of napkins.”

Hugh shivered. “In the middle of winter? That’ll be fun.”

“Or not,” Ansel agreed with a laugh.

Once inside the cabin, they hung their coats on nails Ansel had pounded into the wall close to the door acouple of days earlier. The cabin wasn’t warm by normal standards, although after being outside it felt almost toasty. Still, Hugh tossed a couple of small logs onto the fire before they settled down in front of it.

“Maybe I’ve mentioned this before,” Ansel said. “Probably, actually. Anyway, I never would have imagined I’d end up living like this. Camping when necessary, while doing a photo shoot is one thing, because I packed what I knew I’d need to last me until the shoot was finished. Spending my days figuring out how to survive on nothing but what we can get from nature is a whole other thing.”