10C Some sun showing through.
We're hurrying this morning as we hope to catch the 11 am ferry.
Visited a bit yesterday then had a hamburger at Tuck's school and watched him swim.
Hot tub and then to bed.

felt a step a few inches down then reaching in further, found a second step.

She jumped to her feet and went around to the table and picked up a bottle holding a candle. She lit it with one of the lighters and went back to the hole. She set the bottle on the floor, turned and lowered herself backwards onto the steps below. When her shoulders were level with the floor she reached for the bottle and continued down the ladder. She touched bottom just as the top of her head was at floor level.

She held the candle at shoulder height and turned to look about.

She sucked in her breath as she took in her surroundings in the glow of the candle.

She was in a dirt walled room perhaps twelve feet long and eight feet wide, just smaller than the cabin. The cabin floor was supported by a half dozen of six inch cedar posts. A dirt shelf had been dug along one of the long sides with a second shelf resting on it made of split logs.

Along the other long wall and one end wall were three more shelves made from more of the split logs.

On the other end a beam ran between two of the posts, several shriveled objects hung from the beam.

But what really caught her eye was the dozens of jars, obviously full stacked on several of the shelves.

One shelf at the foot of the ladder held several more dozen empty jars and cardboard boxes which turned out to be canning lids.

Alicia walked slowly around the shelves,  finally she took down a quart sealer that was obviously salmon, another pint sealer of what she thought may be berries and another quart sealer of carrots. She carried these to the foot of the ladder, blew out the candle and in two trips had everything up the ladder and on the floor.

She replaced the trap door and as she started to move the bed back, she stopped, then after pacing out its length decided she could move it under the one window and leave the trap door accessible. It fit with inches to spare.

Alicia felt Bob’s forehead and then his chest area. Nodding her head, satisfied that his temperature hadn’t risen she took the three jars to the table and checked the lids. They were tightly sealed, not bulged and after wiping off the dust she could see that each jar’s contents appeared to be unblemished.

Feeling a pang of hunger, Alicia glanced at her watch, ‘five fifteen, the day is almost over, no wonder I’m hungry’ she thought.