Part 1: Katelyn’s Story
“I’ll keep watch, make sure no bears go in.”
“Oh, thank you so much. You are so kind to save me from angry bears,” Katelyn teased. “Seriously, I might be a while.”
“I don’t mind. You’re doing the work.” Darren flung his arm around her shoulders and drew her to him. “You’re sure it’s safe?”
“Yes, it’s just an old storage area, an old wine cellar.”
“Okay, have fun,” he said, squeezing her gently before going over to sit on the rock they’d used as a picnic table.