Chapter 35
- They both stood and stared at the small wooden shack. It was lopsided, with rough boards, not finished or altered to even fit properly. It looked like a small hunting hut, about ten-foot square. Calum had both hands resting on top of his head as he looked at it. “She painted the door pink.”
- Shaelan giggled, “Guess that’s her way of marking her territory.”
- He laughed. “Do we dare look inside?”