Turn to Me: Chapter 9
The road’s not plowed,” Link pointed out.“I know. I’m hoping this baby can get over it.” Rhett patted the steering wheel as he put the car in reverse. He backed around until they were facing down the mountain, then accelerated onto the road — or tried to. The car made it over the lip of the snowbank and crunched down into it, tires spinning. Rhett cursed and attempted to back up, only to hear the discouraging whirr of tires with no traction.
“Uuuuugh,” Link groaned. “We’re never getting out of here. Christy is gonna kill me. Well, she’s gonna kill you first, then me.”
“Why me first?” Rhett was shifting between drive and reverse, trying unsuccessfully to dislodge the vehicle.
“Because this whole thing was your idea, and you didn’t take the weather report seriously. We’re gonna be trapped here for God knows how long.” There was an edge of hysteria in Link’s voice.
“Look man, we’re gonna be fine.” Rhett didn’t quite believe himself. He mentally catalogued their supplies — enough food for a few days, at least. They could melt snow for drinking if they had to. The biggest risk was probably going stir crazy and killing each other
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“The road’s not plowed,” Link pointed out.
“I know. I’m hoping this baby can get over it.” Rhett patted the steering wheel as he put the car in reverse. He backed around until they were facing down the mountain, then accelerated onto the road — or tried to. The car made it over the lip of the snowbank and crunched down into it, tires spinning. Rhett cursed and attempted to back up, only to hear the discouraging whirr of tires with no traction.
“Uuuuugh,” Link groaned. “We’re never getting out of here. Christy is gonna kill me. Well, she’s gonna kill you first, then me.”
“Why me first?” Rhett was shifting between drive and reverse, trying unsuccessfully to dislodge the vehicle.
“Because this whole thing was your idea, and you didn’t take the weather report seriously. We’re gonna be trapped here for God knows how long.” There was an edge of hysteria in Link’s voice.
“Look man, we’re gonna be fine.” Rhett didn’t quite believe himself. He mentally catalogued their supplies — enough food for a few days, at least. They could melt snow for drinking if they had to. The biggest risk was probably going stir crazy and killing each other.
Link held his face in his hands. “I can’t believe this is how I’m gonna spend my New Year’s, trapped on a mountain with you.”
Rhett had forgotten it was New Year’s Eve. They had planned to take Christy and Jessie to Lance’s party that night. Instead, here they were.
“It’s pretty early yet, buddy. They might still plow in time.” Rhett strove to sound upbeat.
“Well, we’re getting nowhere fast sitting out here.” Link grabbed his bag from the back seat as Rhett put the car in park and turned off the engine.
“Yeah, we might as well go back in and see what news we can get,” Rhett replied.
They tromped back inside, carrying the bags from the car and shaking the snow from their coats and boots. Rhett built the fire in the stove back up again as Link tried to call Christy. The phone could barely get a signal and he eventually gave up and sent a text instead. Rhett did the same for Jessie, telling her they were okay but stuck on the mountain indefinitely. Her reply came quickly, telling him to stay safe and warm.
Rhett managed to connect briefly to a weather website. The satellite image of the storm took up most of the screen and looked quite ominous. He guessed they wouldn’t get the plows running up here until that night at the earliest.
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