Chapter 10“I’d suggest putting it here,” Glen said late Tuesday morning, pointing his shovel at the area between the outside back corner of the cabin and the window above Jamie’s bed. “It’s the north side, so it’ll get less sunlight.”
“That makes sense to me,” Jamie replied. He used the blade of his shovel to mark a square in the dirt. “Big enough?”
“I’d say so. We’ll know once we’ve dug the hole.”
“Then I’ll have to hit up the hardware store for boards to make a trapdoor for it.”
Glen grinned. “Better than a couple of tarps which would fall in if it snows a lot.”
“No kidding. Who knew making a cold cellar would be a lesson in logistics?” Jamie dug out a shovelful of dirt, tossing it to one side of the line he’d marked out. “Damn, this is more like clay than garden dirt.”
“Which is a
