As I sat on the front porch in the warm sunlight, I started to wonder how safe I really was way out here in the wilds of Montana. Since I didn’t know what time Michael would be back, I decided to get a bath and at least look human when he did return.
I locked the front door, grabbed another cup of coffee and headed to the bathroom. I pondered the idea of taking a shower. If I got in the shower I would not be able to hear anything else going on in or around the cabin. I laughed at myself. “Geese, a little paranoid aren’t you?” Only no one answered. I decided a shower would be fine. Finally convincing myself that I would be safer out here than I was in the shower in my little apartment in Richmond. Just how much crime could there be way out here?
I stayed in the lovely hot shower until the water started cooling off. The hot water tank didn’t like my kind of long showers. I threw on clean clothes and dried my hair with a towel. I applied a little blush and some mascara, adding just a little color to my pale complexion. Looking at myself in the mirror, “OK, Michael, you can come back anytime.”
I grabbed my coffee cup, warmed it up a bit with some more coffee and returned back to the porch. The sun was still warming the rocker so I flopped back down. After finishing the coffee I was thinking about taking a little walk around the cabin when I heard something moving through the woods. Maybe a deer. I was thinking it was moving too fast to be a bear. Maybe an elk, as we were in elk country. I stood and was scanning as deep as I could see into the forest.