Chapter 3
Gage walked down the driveway. He was tired, dusty and sweaty from an entire morning dedicated to cleaning and repairing inside the lodge. Given how many years the lodge sat empty, the inside areas were in surprisingly decent shape though covered in dust. His grandmother had left the place with all the windows boarded up and the doors secured. Throughout the lodge’s many rooms, he’d only encountered a few mice infestations. The inside was in dire need of updated furnishings, along with some minor repairs, but the essentials were sound. The outside was where he had more work to do. He’d ordered the exterior paint yesterday from the local hardware store.
After a long morning inside, he needed some fresh air. He reached the head of the drive and eyed the sign at the entrance, a la
