Page 11 of Heart's Haven
“Eliza,” Matt says, his brow furrowed as he examines some exposed wiring, “I'm not an electrician but I am worried about the electrical system. With all this water damage, starting the generator could be dangerous. We might risk a fire or even an explosion.”
I nod, appreciating his caution. The last thing we need is to compound our problems. “What do you suggest?”
“We should focus on securing the building today. Tomorrow, we can tackle the generator after we've had a chance to check the wiring thoroughly.”
His suggestion makes sense. As much as I want to get the power back on, safety has to come first. “Alright, let's do that. Where should we start?”
Matt looks around. “I think our first priority should be covering that hole in the roof. If we can keep more snow and water from getting in, it'll prevent further damage.”
I agree, and we set to work. After retrieving a tarp from the storage room, we climb onto the roof, carefully navigating the snowy and icy surface as we position it over the hole. As I secure one corner, I ask, “How do you know so much about construction?”
He shrugs, not meeting my eyes. “I worked construction for a while before the oil rig. Picked up a few things along the way.”
I don't push for more. Instead, I focus on the task at hand.
By late afternoon, we've done all we can. The lodge is somewhat stabilized, though it's clear that major repairs will be needed. We've moved the most valuable and salvageable itemsto undamaged rooms for safekeeping. As we look at our work, I feel a sense of accomplishment.
Back at the cabin, I slump onto the couch, the events of the day catching up with me. Matt sits beside me. The silence between us is comfortable, both of us lost in our own thoughts.
“You did great today,” he says suddenly, his voice soft. “You're a natural leader, you know that?”
His words, so unexpected, bring a smile to my face. “Thanks,” I say, feeling a glow spread through me at his praise. “I'm not used to people actually listening to me or valuing my opinion. It means a lot.”
Matt looks at me with an intensity that makes my breath hitch. “Well, they should. You've got what it takes, Eliza. The way you handled everything today—that was impressive.”
“Thank you.” My cheeks heat up at his words. “For everything. I don't know how I would have managed all this without you.”
As night falls and we prepare for another uncertain day tomorrow, I feel a glimmer of hope. We've weathered the storm, both literally and figuratively. Whatever comes next, I know I'm stronger than I thought. And that knowledge, more than anything, gives me the courage to face the challenges ahead.
