She was a little worried about him being out in the weather. When the knock came she rushed to the door to open it. The look on her face at the sight was that of confusion. He hadn't been gone near long enough to have cut and chopped the wood that was now upon the porch.<br/><br/><em><strong>How did you?</strong></em>She started, looking at him. The rain seemed to have drenched him fully.<em><strong>Oh get in here you.. you will catch your death and then where will I be? Lost in these here woods.. on some back road.</strong></em>She said in jest, but pulled him inside by the warm fire and began to peel off his coat.