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Lakeside Cabin

... tell me you have a vacancy," were his next words. "We happen to have one cabin left, just gimme a second to leave the wife a note and I'll show it to you." Leaving the note in the rocker, he climbed down the steps and extended his hand. After a proper introduction Hal showed him where to park and walked him down the quarter mile of dim trail to cabin number nine, "The Love Nest." As he open the door, he offered with a smile and a wink, "Sorry for the sparse accommodations, but it is the honeymoon cabin and most folks don't have much use for the TV and all that other fancy stuff." "This will be fine, all I need is a place to shower and a bed in which to lay my body," was his response. "Then you're in luck, the showers are just down the trail another hundred yards and the bed is very comfortable. Breakfast is included in the rental so stop on down to the office in the morning for a home cooked meal." After negotiating a price he paid cash for the cabin and grabbed his only piece of luggage and headed for the showers. Hal meandered back down the trail and resumed his perch in the rocker on the porch of the office. He assumed his wife would have been back from the store by now, but no matter, she would wake him when she returned. A little nap before bed was just what he needed. -------------------------------------------------- Her eyes were getting heavy, the road she was on seemed desolate, the last motel had been thirty miles ago and she was starting to wonder where she ...

... would spend the night. As she rounded the bend she caught sight of a tired old sign "Lake Side Cabins." As she pulled in she saw an old man sleeping on the porch, his mouth hanging open, his hands folded in his lap. She wasn't sure how to wake him without scaring him half to death, but was spared the need to try when an elderly woman came from the door wiping her hands on her apron. "Oh thank goodness someone is here, I wasn't sure if this place was still open," she exclaimed. "Of course we're open, we're always open... until we close," she said with a smile. "I was wondering if you have any cabins for rent? I don't really know where I am and with the looks of that sky I think I better find a place to stay for the night," was her question. As the elderly woman looked up she agreed, "It does look like a terrible storm is brewing doesn't it?" They met at the bottom of the steps to the cabin and Helen introduced herself. As the large rain drops began to fall Helen advised her to drive all the way to the end of the driveway and make herself at home in cabin number nine. "No sense us getting soaked to the skin, go have a restful evening and we'll settle up in the morning," was all that she needed to hear. She quickly made her way up the drive and ran into the cabin before the full force of the storm arrived. The cabin she entered was perfect; pine floors, simple white curtains and even more simple furnishings, a gorgeous fire place, a very large bed and one small love seat. She had ...