“Isn’t that a lot?” she asked, noticing the substantial pile building up.
“Storms here can be unpredictable,” he explained. “Better to have too much than to run out. We don’t know how long it might last.”
With that, he turned to her, his face serious but kind. “Can you start a fire? I’ll go hunt us something for dinner.”
Bella nodded. “I got it.”
Asher threw in her direction a pack of matches and gave her an encouraging smile before slipping away once more.
Left alone in the cave, Bella turned to the pile of wood, selecting a few dry sticks and arranging them in a small pyramid. She used the provided matches and soon enough, a small flame began to grow, casting warm light across the cave walls. Bella sighed in relief, her gaze falling on the fire as her thoughts raced. It became quit
