The cafe owner bussled out with a tray full of bowls of soup and mugs of apple cider. Placing them down in front of various people who wanted supper, she waited until he got to her. As he arrived, he raised an eyebrow at the leaves and twigs in her hair. She quickly explained, Took the kids the priest at the mission is babysitting out past the meadow for a little survival training. We are planning a camping trip next weekend and I wanted them to have some basics down ahead of time. He shook his head and kept on going. She grinned and took a sip of the delicious drink. It was warm and heavenly. Looking over at the fire, she watched the dancing flames play among the coal-burned wood. Contentment filled her, but she knew she needed to get going sooner rather than later. Turning back to her soup, she dug in.