Trying to follow on from Portal and Mist:
They had come to this place to get away from Elenora’s well-meaning but over intrusive family.
The weather had caught them unexpectedly, but they weren’t too worried as the cabin was well stocked with wood and food.
As it turned out, they were isolated for about two weeks longer than originally intended, but it had been the most heavenly fortnight. They had built a snowman, made snow angels and had snowball fights like a couple of kids. Their laughter echoed through the valley and at night they snuggled close under heavy blankets, listening to the crackling of the fire and watching the shadows dance on the walls.
In a way they were sorry when the thaw came, but it marked a new beginning for them.
Alex held his daughter up to the full moon in awe and wonder that such a beautiful creature was of his and Elenora’s making.
‘We’ll call her Angel,’ he said softly, looking fondly across at his beloved.
Elenora smiled back, remembering how they played in the snow, having no doubt that their child was conceived during those two glorious and precious weeks.