Scheherazade Unraveled
We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy, A-frame cabin. For what would be the very last time, though we didn’t know it at that moment. I suspected that we would be the last ones to arrive, though I had no way of checking since we had lost cell service. We hadn’t spoken to each other since well before we lost coverage in the mountains, but my mind had wandered too far and long to much notice or care. If he did, he didn’t let on.