They said a quick prayer and then Sawyer stood up and went into the library. He stared out the window and sighed heavily.

Gwen came in behind him, wrapped her arms around him, and rested her head on his back. He held her hands in his.

“You’re worried, aren’t you?”

“That’s an understatement. I’m a doctor, not a surgeon. Oliver is a medic. I’ve never cut a leg off a person before. I would have to do it perfectly. You, Lucas, and Oliver would have to be there to help me.”

“We’ll do what we need to do,” Gwen said. “You don’t have to face this alone. I might not be much of a nurse, but I am here for moral support.”

He turned around and faced her. Sawyer put his hands on the side of her face and kissed her. The kiss was light at first and then became more intense and passionate.

Brent came in and announced that it was time for lunch.

Afterward, Sawyer told Lucas, quietly, “I’m worried about Zaid. If he gets blood poisoning, he could die. Maybe we can snowshoe to town. It’s only fifteen miles away.”

“I’m willing to try,” Lucas said.

Sawyer barely noticed the cold. He was so worried about Zaid. They walked mostly in silence over the thick white snow. It seemed as though the golden sun taunted them. It was hanging over the cloudless sky but not providing enough warmth to melt the snow.

They walked down the road for an hour and Sawyer was beginning to feel hopeful. They stayed as close to one side as they could because they weren’t sure where the side of the mountain was. One wrong step would mean them tumbling down the sheer drop-off.

The snowbanks were becoming steeper and steeper and the two men struggled to get over them. However, with Zaid’s condition in mind, they kept going. That’s when they hit a fifteen-foot snow wall.

“There’s no way that we can get over that,” Lucas said. “I don’t think we can try going around it either. We have no idea what the terrain is like on the other side.”

Sawyer growled in frustration and punched a tree that was on the side of the road.

“Do you feel better?”

“No. I didn’t become a doctor to watch someone die like that. And that is what’s going to happen. If we don’t get help soon, Zaid is going to die. I’ll be surprised if he doesn’t already have blood poisoning,” Sawyer yelled.

Lucas watched him without saying anything. He knew that Sawyer was frustrated and there was nothing he could say to help.

“We just have to have faith that God will save us. He knows we’re here and the people in town know we’re here,” Lucas finally said.

Sawyer sucked in a huge breath. “Sometimes it’s hard to have faith when we’re facing starvation and I’m terrified that Zaid is going to die.”

“I know, and that’s when faith is most important. God has never let me down. He’s not about to start now. Let’s get back.”

They walked in silence. Sawyer’s mind was racing.

How much longer can we survive up there? Zaid didn’t have much longer. Heaven forbid if anyone else gets hurt or sick.

By the time they reached the resort, Sawyer was exhausted, but his mind was still spinning with thoughts of what they could do next. He would never just sit down and give up, but it was sometimes hard to keep fighting. He just hoped that Zaid could hold on long enough for help to arrive.

After shedding his outerwear, Sawyer needed a moment. He went into the library and sat on the couch. With his elbows on his knees, he buried his face in his hands. He wasn’t a man to cry, but he was tired and scared.

Gwen came in and sat next to him. She put her arm around him and leaned her head against his shoulder. She held him in silence. After a couple of minutes, he turned and they wrapped their arms around each other. He buried his face against her neck, taking comfort from her.

He said a silent prayer in his heart that God would have mercy on them and send help – soon.

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Gwen

After dinner, Gwen noticed Elaine staring out the window. She had her arms tightly wrapped around herself. Elaine was shivering slightly.