was this how a friend would treat another friend? Abandonment? Betrayal?
As she pulled into the driveway of the log cabin, Erica felt a moment of peace. She stepped out of her small compact car and started to walk around the property to get a feel for where she would be staying for two weeks. She walked up to the large wraparound front porch of the log cabin and looked from left to right. Lined with rocking chairs, she could imagine herself sitting out there having her morning coffee and listening to the birds that were so prevalent in early spring.
As she walked around the back of the property, she could hear the gravel driveway crunching beneath her feet. It was so completely quiet and serene in this area, she knew she would never be bothered by anyone or anything. Behind the property was a beautiful view of the north Georgia mountains, along with a small lake. She walked down the gentle incline to the shore and noticed a canoe. There was also a small dock where she could sit and fish or climb into the canoe and take a short ride across the pond.
She made her way up to the back of the house, which had a large deck overlooking the mountains. Everything about this place screamed peace and quiet. This was just what she would need to get away from the hustle and bustle of city life and memories of Max.
She walked around to the front of the house again and found the hidden key that Callie's cousin told her about. As she unlocked the door, she walked into a rustic masterpiece. It was absolutely stunning inside. It should have been no surprise since she knew Callie's cousin was quite well off. In fact, he had cabins in several parts of North Georgia as well as a couple of beach houses. She wasn't sure what he did for a living, but she knew he had plenty of money to get by.
She walked into the cabin and saw a gourmet kitchen with granite countertops and top-of-the-line cabinets. There was also a separate eating area with a round rustic table. The living room was two-stories tall with floor-to-ceiling windows. There was a curved staircase going up to a loft. Of course, there were also bedrooms and bathrooms scattered throughout the cabin. It looked small outside, but it was a deep property with plenty of room for a family to live in.
She took her bags into the master bedroom, which was on the upper level. It had a huge, rustic style king-sized bed. The adjoining bathroom had a large garden tub with jets, which she knew she would find particularly helpful in easing her weary muscles. The long trip up to the mountains had done nothing for the exhaustion in her body.
As she sat down the bed, she listened to the quiet for a few moments. She never really heard quiet in the city. There were always honking horns, slamming doors and people talking. To some extent, the noise had helped to drown out all of the emotions and feelings she was having since being stood up at the altar. Now there would be nothing between her and her thoughts; nothing but the silence of the north Georgia mountains.
And the silence was already becoming deafening. She decided it might be a good idea to drive into town and see where she was. She needed to pick up some basic supplies at the local grocery store and get a feel for any local restaurants she might want to visit. Her plan wasn't to stay inside the cabin for an entire two weeks. She could've continued on doing that at her apartment … she actually did that for the last few weeks. That's what led to this little two week excursion to the mountains in the first place.
She grabbed her purse and locked up the cabin. As Erica drove down the mountain and into the small city of Mill Creek Crossing, she felt like she been transported back in time. Only a few people were milling about on the sidewalks of the small city square. Of course, it was mid morning on a Wednesday, so most people were probably at work. Surrounded by mountains, the tiny little town seemed like something
As she pulled into the driveway of the log cabin, Erica felt a moment of peace. She stepped out of her small compact car and started to walk around the property to get a feel for where she would be staying for two weeks. She walked up to the large wraparound front porch of the log cabin and looked from left to right. Lined with rocking chairs, she could imagine herself sitting out there having her morning coffee and listening to the birds that were so prevalent in early spring.
As she walked around the back of the property, she could hear the gravel driveway crunching beneath her feet. It was so completely quiet and serene in this area, she knew she would never be bothered by anyone or anything. Behind the property was a beautiful view of the north Georgia mountains, along with a small lake. She walked down the gentle incline to the shore and noticed a canoe. There was also a small dock where she could sit and fish or climb into the canoe and take a short ride across the pond.
She made her way up to the back of the house, which had a large deck overlooking the mountains. Everything about this place screamed peace and quiet. This was just what she would need to get away from the hustle and bustle of city life and memories of Max.
She walked around to the front of the house again and found the hidden key that Callie's cousin told her about. As she unlocked the door, she walked into a rustic masterpiece. It was absolutely stunning inside. It should have been no surprise since she knew Callie's cousin was quite well off. In fact, he had cabins in several parts of North Georgia as well as a couple of beach houses. She wasn't sure what he did for a living, but she knew he had plenty of money to get by.
She walked into the cabin and saw a gourmet kitchen with granite countertops and top-of-the-line cabinets. There was also a separate eating area with a round rustic table. The living room was two-stories tall with floor-to-ceiling windows. There was a curved staircase going up to a loft. Of course, there were also bedrooms and bathrooms scattered throughout the cabin. It looked small outside, but it was a deep property with plenty of room for a family to live in.
She took her bags into the master bedroom, which was on the upper level. It had a huge, rustic style king-sized bed. The adjoining bathroom had a large garden tub with jets, which she knew she would find particularly helpful in easing her weary muscles. The long trip up to the mountains had done nothing for the exhaustion in her body.
As she sat down the bed, she listened to the quiet for a few moments. She never really heard quiet in the city. There were always honking horns, slamming doors and people talking. To some extent, the noise had helped to drown out all of the emotions and feelings she was having since being stood up at the altar. Now there would be nothing between her and her thoughts; nothing but the silence of the north Georgia mountains.
And the silence was already becoming deafening. She decided it might be a good idea to drive into town and see where she was. She needed to pick up some basic supplies at the local grocery store and get a feel for any local restaurants she might want to visit. Her plan wasn't to stay inside the cabin for an entire two weeks. She could've continued on doing that at her apartment … she actually did that for the last few weeks. That's what led to this little two week excursion to the mountains in the first place.
She grabbed her purse and locked up the cabin. As Erica drove down the mountain and into the small city of Mill Creek Crossing, she felt like she been transported back in time. Only a few people were milling about on the sidewalks of the small city square. Of course, it was mid morning on a Wednesday, so most people were probably at work. Surrounded by mountains, the tiny little town seemed like something
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