There was a long pause on the line. “I don’t want us to drift apart, so please, just go see the cabin and clear your head.”

I wanted to hang up, but I forced myself to take a deep breath. “Fine, I’ll go. But I’m doing it for Dad, not for her.”

The line went silent for a second. “Thank you,” she whispered before she hung up.

I sat there staring at the blank screen of my phone. For Dad was the only reason I’d even consider making the trip.

He’d wanted me to have that land for a reason. Maybe there was something about that place none of us could see yet.

I packed a bag with enough gear and boots to last several days. My training had taught me how to live with very little, so a cabin in the mountains didn’t intimidate me.