Second String

Underneath the velvet curtain of the night, Jeremy and Alexandra finally found themselves at the threshold of Jeremy's Mountain Ranch. They had arrived later than expected, the hands on the clock nudging past eleven, and the inky darkness shrouding the details of their new home from Alexandra's keen eyes. All she could make out was the silhouette of a sturdy two-story log cabin, its timeworn facade whispering tales of a past as rugged as the ranch itself.

As the truck's gravel-crunching arrival came to a halt, Jeremy wasted no time. With practised efficiency, he unloaded their horses and led them into the warm refuge of a nearby barn. The air was thick with the sweet scent of hay and the comforting murmur of the animals as they settled into their new surroundings. Once the horses were attended to, Jeremy collected their luggage and navigated a familiar path to the back door.

The key turned in the lock with a comforting click, and they stepped into the heart of the cabin. The kitchen gr