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"We're clear." I nodded, slowly turning the bus around and heading back down the irregular dirt road.

"Ok, then." She breathed a sigh of relief, sinking back into her seat.

"Brent is going to be a little busy." Kaila laughed, half turning in her seat. "You see, this is supposed to be our second honeymoon. You know, the one where we get everything right?"

"Oh, that's nice." Charlotte grinned, snuggling next to Helen.

We soon reached the highway again and I turned left. It felt good to have asphalt under the tires again, especially after that abominable dirt road.

A few miles later, we reached the turn off which led to our cabin. The road was paved, a bit unevenly, admittedly, with tree branches pushing through the damp asphalt. Throughout the ride, Kaila had chatted with Helen and Charlotte, telling them about her job, our marriage, leaving out some of the more personal details of course, but a real get-to-know-ya kind of conversation.

We passed a few dirt driveways, taking note of the numbers, before right around a sharp left in the road, we found ours. It moved up from the pavement, a narrow dirt road that was flanked by trees. We turned onto it, and soon I could see the small squarish shape of our cabin.

In front of the cabin was a large area of dirt, cleared to allow cars to park. From the dirt, a small wooden staircase led to a covered summer porch, with screens set between large redwood beams, which supported the roof. The cabin was surrounded on all sides by old, coniferous forest, and the needles gave the whole area a rust-red color, which was echoed by the logs that gave the cabin its form.

I pulled the bus to a halt in front of the cabin, far away from the streams of runoff that ran from the gutters of the roof. I switched off the engine, and pulled the keys, flipping through them until I got to the one that supposedly opened the door.

"No sense in all of us getting soaked," I offered, looking at the twenty or so feet between the car and the screen door. "Let me get the lights on, and then..."

"Don't be stupid," Kaila said, and before I could stop her, she had exited the car and raced towards the cabin.

Shrugging, I undid my seatbelt and followed her, the slight chill of the rain wetting my shirt as I tromped through the damp earth.

Kaila held the screen door for me, and I hurried in, wiping my feet on the mat placed on the wooden deck. I fumbled for a moment with the key, before the lock opened smoothly. Kaila breezed in, leaving me to collect our guests.

I moved back to the screen door, opening it wide as Helen and Charlotte sped past me, encumbered by their backpacks. I noticed that Helen was also carrying one of our bags, which raised my spirits a bit; since it reduced the amount of carrying I would have to do.

Bracing myself against the rain, I ferried our bags from the bus to the porch. The last few items were our groceries and our picnic lunch/dinner. With that complete, I placed a rock under the tire of the bus, getting a small amount of mud on my pants in the process, and closed it up, returning to the porch. My hair was soaked through by this point, but I noted that the women had moved everything into the house from the porch: A favor I much appreciated.

I pushed open the door of the cabin, taking in the slight smell of wood, mixed with the damp rain. The main room consisted of a small stove and sink against one wall, a refrigerator nearby, as well as a sitting area with a sofa that bore all the marks of a hide-a-bed. A fireplace sat against the opposite wall, fashioned of irregular rocks, but polished and homey. There was a small television and table as well, but much of the main room was open space. Against the far wall from the entrance were three doors, which I knew led to the bathroom, bedroom and a small hall between the two.

Kaila was unpacking the groceries into the refrigerator, while Helen was draping several wet items of clothing along the screen of the fireplace. Charlotte was nowhere to be seen, but I assumed that she was in the bathroom.

"Hey hon!" my wife smiled at me.

"Hey babe." I smirked, moving up behind her. "You want me to make some coffee, or..."