Page 31 of Up to Snow Good
“Kiss me again.”
His lips landed on mine with more urgency. I gripped the back of his neck and deepened the kiss. It calmed my frayed nerves.
We kissed until the building stopped moving.
The quiet was worse than the noise.
“We’ve been buried alive.” I rested my head on Caden’s shoulder. “I can’t believe this is how it’s going to end.”
“At least we’re together.” Caden kissed the top of my head.
I snickered.
“I guess my father won’t have to kill us now.” My eyes adjustedto the dark. “Since we’re already dead.”
“Yeah.” Caden reached for something and covered us both with a thermal blanket. He ran his hands along the side, and the blanket began to warm up. “Except we will not die. I don’t think it hit us. It sounded like it hit more in the direction of the cabin. We’re shielded by the side of the hill.”
“The cabin.” I shivered.
Caden wrapped his arms around me.
“Yeah, I’m so sorry.”
I wiped a tear off my face.
“The generator should kick in. There’s food and supplies.We can radio in for someone to dig us out. We will be fine.”
“What if I was still in the cabin?” My heart began to race. Caden placed a hand over my chest.
“You weren’t, though.”
I calmed.
“If you hadn’t got scared and ran away, we’d both be dead.” I laid my hand over his.
“I didn’t get scared.” He shrugged. “Just needed some space. I knew you would come looking for me.”
“No, you didn’t.” I pulled his hand away from my chest and turned to face him.
“Hoped.” He held his hands out in surrender.
I nodded and settled back against him.
I jumped when the lights overhead illuminated. I took in the room. It was a big closet in a square shape, but bigger than I first thought. To our left, a series of shelves stocked supplies from the floor to the ceiling. A small cot sat up, leaning against the far wall. Another wall had a desk, and a laptop sat on top along with a black phone charging in a standalone box.Coats and ropeshung from hooks on the other wall.
Caden stood and walked over to the desk. He tested the phone—it was dead. He plugged the charger box into a bank of outlets on the wall behind the computer. He flipped open the computer, and it came to life. He used the mouse to open a few icons, and six images came up. All white.
One camera showed a vast landscape of white three feet below the camera.
“Wow.” Caden ran his hand over his mouth.
I stood up.
“What’s wrong?” I stared at the screen. I wrapped my hand around his bicep.
“That camera is like twenty feet up in the air.” He squeezed my hand. “The snow covered about sixteen to eighteen feet.”
He clicked another screen, and the corner of the steel facade of the shed came into view. I clutched my chest.
