#Chapter 160 Stranded

The chauffeur had to drive slowly after he turned onto the dirt drive that led to the cabin. The van couldn’t handle the ruts and rocks of the driveway like Victor’s pickup truck did. Despite his caution, we bounced along for several minutes until the van stopped. When we saw water from a small side window, I unhooked my seatbelt. William and I hurried out of the van and down to the dock as soon as the van stopped in front of the cabin. I put my hands in the air and cheered. I was back, and the lake was as beautiful as the last time I was here. We sat on the dock together, took off our shoes, and soaked our feet while we watched the water. A large trout jumped nearby, and I giggled with delight. We didn’t realize how much time had passed until Lily sent the chauffeur to tell us lunch was ready. “Did the chauffeur make our picnic lunch, or did your mother?” I asked on our way to the table that was set up on the cabin’s front porch. “Neither. Our cook was sitt