She didn’t know how much time passed. After a while, the mattress shifted and groaned, and a warm body pressed against hers. Not holding her, just lying beside her. She didn’t open her eyes, but she breathed in the smell of him, the pine and snow, and her pain settled a bit. “At least if you’re going to hell,” he said, the vibrations in his chest rumbling against her, “then we’ll be there together.”
