He smiled at her, scrunching his nose up slightly. “Signs of a good start. And look, we’re almost there!” Jack points. “Just over that hill there, you’ll see my family home.”
Katelynn looked, running off ahead to see, trying hard not to trip on the thick snow, hair flailing out behind her as she ran.
When she finally reached the top, she looked over, admiring the scenery.
There was a small wooden walk way leading down the slight slope. It vanished into some thick trees and awaiting them down at the bottom of the slope was the stream Jack spoke of. Despite the cold, it was still running, she could hear it. Then there were more trees but they thinned out and revealed a nicely sized field.
And there it was. A house. Big enough for a small family. There was a thick garden under a slight blanket of snow at the back, and at the front. There were fences, empty fields, and an abandoned dog house. Despite sitting there in a field alone, the house looked… loved.
Jack approached her and stood besides her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. “And there you have it. Maple Family Home.”
Jack Maple 