Love
The snowy cabin
We drove up the snowy, windy road towards the cosy A-frame cabin. My partner Tom, and I have a hectic schedule. We juggle a lot in a day, between taking the children to school and picking them up, business meetings, shopping, cooking dinner, cleaning, washing up, and the to-do list goes on and on. Twenty-four hours a day are never enough. Because we live such dynamic lives, we barely find time for ourselves.
By Ioana Adriana3 years ago in Fiction
Him Again
"We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin." I knew that I needed this Break but I shouldn't be here with Him. What if he strikes a Change and decided to abuse me out here alone in the snowy Dunes... Who will then come and Stop him or check on me?? I was nervous around him but I Looked calm and cool. I smiled slightly more so that he feels he has my attention. I stared out the window into the Face of the Cabin it seemed miniature. I couldn't concentrate my thoughts because he was still blasting music and Shouting outrage Lyrics to N.W.A
By HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)3 years ago in Fiction
Falling Snow, Passing Time
We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin. It sat leaning over the edge of the mountain, the side of which we were driving along. It's comfortable, wintry, colorful appearance evoked a sort of Dickensian-Appalachia type of feeling. The gravel of the narrow road crunched under the weight of the Landcruiser’s tires. One the ground, squirrels dug around in the snow, searching for something to eat.
By Robert Pettus3 years ago in Fiction
Getaway
"We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin. I remember thinking this is going to fix everything." Looking at her hands folded neatly in her lap, she let her eyes wonder to the open window peering into another time. ‘’We had been married for 8 years but had loved each other far longer.’’ She said smiling a little. ‘’We had had a bit of a rough patch, seems we always found ourselves in one. In the beginning I had come to him badly bruised, battered and malnourished in all ways concerning love, but he was determined to love me better. There had been times where we both wanted to ‘throw in the towel’ and go our separate ways, but for whatever reason we were never able to give up; always fighting our way back to each other.’’ Her smile touched her faded blue eyes, as she remembered something from long ago. ‘’So, we drove up the path to find a picture-perfect cabin; I was obsessed with A-frames, and I had booked this trip months in advance as if I knew everything was going to change. My husband on the other hand couldn’t see the point in any of it but went along for his own hopes of relief from life.’’ She clutched at her chest as she spoke, a provoking memory flickered pain across her ivory skin face.
By Rebecca McKay3 years ago in Fiction




