Lacey laid its teeth against a spruce’s bark, feeling the saw’s bite in the way it tried to leap from her hands. She held her grip steady and slowly fed the metal through the tree’s trunk. The saw’s eager, throaty growl turned into a high whine as it slid through the wood before jerking out the other side with a triumphant roar. “Timber!” she shouted, even though Joel and Tony were cutting and baling trees far enough away that they were in no danger. She quickly flipped off the saw and stepped out of the falling tree’s path, watching it tip over into the snow with a soft pffft. A movement at the edge of the area they were clearing caught her eye. A man in a thick blue jacket, jeans, and snow boots made his way to her. She tried to hide her dismay from her face, but it got tougher every day. Austin trudged over the snow until he stood a few feet away, eying the chainsaw in a way that showed he knew exactly what she could do with it if she were angry enough. She was angry enough.
What do You think about Three Nights Before Christmas?
