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The Perfect Setup

... out of the car. Since she only had one bag, I assumed she meant for me to also get my bag and I grabbed her suitcase and my duffle. The steps took us up the hillside to a small, but very nice, mountain cabin. “Hopefully the girls won’t have any problem getting in,” she said as she began to remove covers from furniture and turn up lights and heat. “Go out to the shed and get some wood for the fire,” she ordered, pointing toward a door on the side of the cabin. Then she added, “There’s an outside door to the wood bin next to the chimney. Make sure it’s full before you come back in.” Normally I would have been really pissed about the way she was ordering me around, but now was not the time to start a big argument, so I went outside to the small woodshed. I found it was stacked nearly full of firewood. It took four or five trips back and forth to fill the bin next to the fireplace. When I came back into the cabin, the girls were just coming in the door. “Donna, Barb, Lari,” Charlie began, “this is my husband, Steve. He drove me up here and is just leaving now that he has brought us in enough wood.” “But they’ve closed the road,” replied Lari. “We had to drive around the barricade to get up here. I wouldn’t have done it if I didn’t have chains on the Jeep. They won’t plow that road until the storm is over. I am afraid Steve is stuck here with us until then.” “Shit, now I will have to cancel my poker game,” I grumbled and walked into the kitchen with my cell phone in my hand. ...

... After a few moments, I yelled back into the other room, “There’s no cell phone service out here, is there?” Lari responded rather icily, “No, Steve, it’s just us girls and you alone in the wilderness.” I was glad I was alone in the kitchen. They couldn’t see the big smile that I couldn’t keep from spreading across my face. After I composed myself, I came back into the main room and said, “I guess I will just have to try to stay out of your way as much as possible. Is there a lower area on this cabin?” Charlie answered me, “The lower area is mostly unfinished, and what is finished is for special use, so you will be staying up here with us for the time being. There are three bedrooms. You’ll have one of them. Barb and I will have one and Lari and Donna will have the third.” It suddenly struck me that she had pronounced “Lari” as Larry. Although I had seen the name in writing, I had never heard the name pronounced and assumed that it was “Lah-ree” - sort of like “Lori.” The thought flashed through my mind that Charlie and Barb and Lari and Donna sounded like a two married couples away for the weekend with a mutual single friend, Steve. That rest of that evening and night was chick heaven and man hell. They were sitting around the kitchen table gossiping and catching up on each other’s lives. There was no TV signal because of the heavy snow, and the only DVDs were strictly chick-flick movies which I knew that we were going to watch before the night was up. We did– two of them. The ...