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“Karl! Good morning!”

Karl let an answering smile spread across his face as Alisha approached him. It was nice to see someone friendly after his last two interactions with the residents of Bracken Ridge.

Alisha came to a stop in front of him, smiling brightly. She stood close — perhaps a littler closer than Karl would have expected. Close enough that she had to tilt her head slightly to look up at him. Her long blonde hair, messy from the wind, framed her face. Her cheeks were flushed, the tip of her nose slightly red.

She looked good.

“Alisha, hey. I thought I would be one of only a few people up so early, but I guess I was wrong.”

Karl gestured at the main street. In truth, there weren’t all that many people in view. But it was a lot considering the brisk weather, and the fact that the morning still had that slightly grey sky you got before the sun had properly risen.

Alisha rocked back on her heels, looking oddly youthful. She grinned.

“Oh, most people are up and about at this hour — even if they haven’t gotten around to leaving their homes. I’m pleased to see you’re an early riser! You’ll fit in well here.”

“Oh, you think so?”

Alisha nodded seriously.

“Of course. I have a sense about these things. So, how was your first night here? Sleep well?”

Karl hesitated. Alisha was being oddly … personable. She certainly seemed very comfortable in standing so close to him.

“Not bad. Of course, I don’t have a lot of furniture yet. But we lit the fire. Made a night of it, you know?”

Alisha’s smile flickered for just a moment.

“Ah, of course. And how is … Jessica, right? Is she out and about as well?”

Karl shook his head.

“Jess? No, she’s sleeping in. She was tired from, ah, the trip out here.”

“Of course, of course. Well, in the meanwhile, why don’t we —”

A woman’s voice called out from out the front of the cafe.

“Alisha? Am I just supposed to wait here by myself, or …?”

Karl saw Alisha’s face flush in embarrassment.

“Oh, darn! I forgot that — um, Karl, come with me. I’ll introduce you to a friend of mine.”

Karl blinked as Alisha casually took hold of his arm, towing him towards the cafe. She led him to where a woman was waiting, teasingly tapping her foot on the ground in mock-impatience.

The woman sighed.

“Oh, so you did I was here, Alisha.”

“Amanda! I’m sorry, I just saw our newest resident, and — Karl, this is Amanda. Amanda, this young man is Karl Fischer.”

Karl nodded his head easily at woman.

“Hi, nice to meet you, Amanda.”

“You as well, Karl. Feel free to call me Mandy. Most people do.”

She smiled. Amanda was an attractive woman of about Alisha’s age. She had red hair, a face that was dusted with freckles, and a wry expression on her face. Amanda was wearing jeans, and a long sleeve flannel shirt with a jacket over the top. The simple clothes looked good on her, and Karl couldn’t help but notice the way her body filled them out.

Karl realised he had been staring a moment too long, and jerked his eyes back up to Amanda’s face. Instead of being offended, she flashed him an amused half-smile. He swore that she even tossed him a quick wink as well.

“So how are you finding Bracken Ridge, Karl?”

“Oh, Uh, good. I mean, I only got here last night though.”

Amanda chimed in.

“Mandy, apparently Karl grew up here. He moved away with his father when he was young.”

Amanda raised an eyebrow, interested.

“Oh, so we have an original resident. Won’t that just stir everyone up.”

“Uh, it will?”

Alisha quickly chimed in, laughing.

“Oh, don’t mind her, Karl. She’s just making a joke. Amanda, Karl is at the Fischer cabin. how I told you that they found a relative? Arnold was Karl’s uncle.”

Amanda pursed her lips.

“Ah, my condolences, Karl. I’m sorry to say that I didn’t really know your uncle.”

Karl waved a hand dismissively, smiling to take the sting out of it.

“It’s okay, I didn’t either. I haven’t seen him since I was a little kid. So, um — if you don’t mind me asking, how come you didn’t know him? Alisha said everyone knew everyone around here.”

Amanda dug her hands into her pockets.

“Oh, we — my husband, Jamie, and our little girl — have been wanting to move out here for years. But it’s been so hard to find a home. Everything is either locked up in long-term residences or being rented as holiday homes.”

Karl nodded along, but inwardly he was shocked. He surreptitiously eyed the attractive redhead again. She had a kid? She certainly didn’t look like she did.

Alisha broke in.

“Mandy is right. There’s a waiting list of people looking to buy. She was lucky. We had a small exodus of residents about six months ago. Just people selling up and leaving. It was a little surprising actually.”

Karl cocked his head, interested.

“Really? So many all at once?”

Alisha laughed lightly.

“Oh, it wasn’t actually that many. Four or five families. It was only strange because they went at about the same time. All listing their houses for sale, one after the other! But I guess that’s how these things go. If it was just one person leaving, you wouldn’t even notice!”

Amanda nodded. She gave Karl another small smile, and he wondered if she had noticed him looking at her again.

“It all worked out well for us in the end. We finally got our home up in the mountains — even though it was so sudden that we had to scramble to take advantage of the opportunity! Anyway, Alisha — my coffee order is ready, so I better get back to Jamie. See you soon? And Karl — lovely to meet you.”

Alisha gave Amanda a swift hug, and then the redheaded woman left. Karl saw her walk up to and kiss the cheek of a man standing by a stroller with a rugged-up child in it. She handed him a coffee, and then the three of them walked up the street.

Alisha sighed.

“Off she goes. I feel a little bad. It’s hard to find time to see her, and I ran off and left her when I saw you.”

“Ah — why did you? Not that it wasn’t nice to see you of course.”

Alisha gave Karl a crooked smile.

“Well, I didn’t see the start, but I caught the tail end of your meeting with the town eccentric, Jasper. I thought you might need a friendly face.”

“Oh. I didn’t actually catch his name, but yeah. You saw that, did you?”

Alisha sighed.

“Yes, not exactly the first person I would want you to meet. Don’t worry though, he’s all bark and no bite.”

Karl raised an eyebrow.

“Are you sure? He seemed a little …”

“Over the top? That’s Jasper. I think he just goes stir-crazy this time of year. He’s the caretaker of one of the smaller ski resorts up in the hills. It’s so small there isn’t even a skeleton crew — just Jasper. He does the maintenance, checks that nothing is damaged before it opens up again in the winter … he only comes down into Bracken Ridge occasionally.”

Karl frowned, feeling that he wasn’t getting the whole story.

“He certainly had a few things to say about my uncle’s cabin. He was talking about it being torn down.”

“Torn down … I have no idea where he would have got an idea like that from. Let me assure you that no such measure was ever even proposed to the town council.”

Karl watched Alisha closely, but she seemed to be genuinely nonplussed. He forced a laugh.

“Oh well, I guess it’s as you said. He must have just been in a bad mood this morning. Although … he did call the place cursed.”

Alisha blinked. Then burst out laughing.

“Cursed? I wish! That’s a story that could actually draw in tourists no matter what season of the year it is. No, I think Jasper might have just been pulling your leg. I’ll have a word with him the next time I see him though. Come on, I’ll get you a coffee instead of just jawing your ear off.”

Alisha placed an order, and then they stood waiting. Stamping on the spot every now and then to combat the cool air. It hadn’t been so bad while he had been walking, but Karl was starting to feel chilled.

“Alisha, I actually ran into someone else this morning. Kind of, anyway. It was a woman, standing amongst the trees. Back down the road towards the cabin.”

Karl gave Alisha a description of the woman he had seen. This time he thought he saw a change in her expression. She wasn’t hiding anything, but he got the impression she was hedging.

“Hmm … I’m not sure who that could have been, Karl. Perhaps … no. Maybe point her out if you see her again.”

Their coffee order arrived, and Alisha handed Karl the cardboard cup. He felt like her fingers lingered on his for few seconds longer than strictly necessary. Alisha ushered him gently out of the line for the cafe, steering him along the path the way he had come. Before Karl realised what was going on, he was walking back down the road towards his cabin. Alisha smiling as she walked by his side.

“Um, Alisha? Do you need to go this way too …?”

Alisha put a hand on Karl’s forearm, squeezing it familiarly.

“Oh, I’m on my morning walk anyway. I usually do a big circuit of the town. So I thought I may as well walk back with you!”

“Ah, I see. Uh, thanks?”

Alisha nudged him, laughing.

“You’re quite welcome, Karl.”

They walked down the path alongside the road, Karl nodding along as Alisha chatted animatedly to him. He didn’t think she had been this personable yesterday. Maybe she was one of those people who were just overly professional when they were at work.

Alisha cleared her throat, and Karl realised he hadn’t responded to her last question.

“Sorry, Alisha, what was that?”

“Oh, I was just asking you if you had any plans now that you have moved here? Most people here either work remotely or commute. I didn’t actually ask you what you did for work.”

Karl sighed. He didn’t feel like tiptoeing around it like he had with Jess. Instead he just filled Alisha in, giving her the basics.

“… so yeah. I’m not sure if I’ll end up staying here. It’s not that I don’t want to — I actually love it out here. But I don’t see how I can afford it.”

To Karl’s surprise, Alisha actually looked distressed. She took hold of his arm again.

“Oh, that won’t do! We can’t lose our newest resident so soon. I’ll tell you what — leave it with me.”

Karl blinked in surprise.

“What?”

Alisha patted him on the arm reassuringly, smiling.

“Don’t worry, I can work wonders when I put my mind to it. Ask anyone! I’m sure there’s an easy solution to you problem. Or at least something that will give you options! Just give me a day, and then come and see me. I’m positive I’ll have good news for you.”

The two of them paused as they reached Karl’s cabin. He hesitated as he looked down at her.

“Alisha, you don’t have to —”

“Nonsense, Karl! Here, give me that …”

Alisha took Karl’s near empty coffee cup, and took a pen out of her pocket. She put the cap of the pen in her mouth, mumbling around it as she wrote on the cardboard. She handed the cup back to him, beaming.

“There, that’s my address. Come by after lunch tomorrow. Actually, let’s say 4pm. Does that work for you?”

“Yeah, I mean, I don’t have any concrete plans while I’m here. But —”

Alisha squeezed Karl’s arm one more time.

“Excellent! Well, I’ve got to run. Lot’s to do! Don’t worry, I’ll have good news for you tomorrow. I promise!”

Alisha left so fast that Karl was late in waving goodbye, holding his hand up after her belatedly. He … didn’t know what to make of all that. He didn’t even know what she was intending to do! Karl wondered what was going on. He was sure she hadn’t been that nice to him yesterday.

As Karl entered the cabin, he once again felt a wave of vertigo. Like he was standing at the very edge of a chasm. He stumbled, and he dropped his cup of coffee, the dregs of the dark liquid splashing across the floor. His head was spinning … and then he felt fine again.

Karl scratched at his head, looking down at his feet, looking to see if he had tripped on something.

“What the hell was that? Ah, dammit — what a mess.”

Karl sighed, and went to the kitchen to get something to clean up the coffee. He took the time to quickly jot down Alisha’s address in his phone before tossing the cardboard cup out. He felt oddly guilty about saving her details. Like he was doing something wrong in meeting with the older woman tomorrow.

“Which is stupid. It’s not like like I’m meeting up with her to hookup. She’s just being … nice.”

Karl stared at nothing for moment. He liked to think he was a pretty good looking guy. Nothing wrong with him. He was fit from his work as well. It had just been a bit strange, Alisha being so intent upon helping him out. She’d certainly been standing close to him, even touching him now and then …

“Nope. Definitely reading too much into that.”

So she was being nice to him. So what? People could be nice. It didn’t mean she was interested in him either. Plus, Alisha knew he had a girlfriend. He was just reading too much into it.

Karl just wished he had better control over himself. He had enjoyed Alisha’s attention a little too much — despite how odd he had found it. On top of that, he’d had a tough time keeping his eyes off of Amanda too. It was just as well that she had seemed amused by it instead of thinking he was some kind of creep.

Karl had been feeling … unsettled. Ever since he had arrived in Bracken Ridge. It was like his skin was a size too small.

And he wasn’t even going to get started on what he had done last night.

“It’s … nothing. I’ve just had a lot on my mind. That’s all.”

Karl finished up in the kitchen and then went upstairs to check on his girlfriend. He was somewhat surprised to find her still asleep. Not just that, but it looked like she hadn’t moved an inch since he had left.

Jessica looked peaceful. Almost innocent as she slept. It was a far cry from her usual fiery personality. Karl called her name softly, but she didn’t even stir. He decided to let her sleep.

Karl went to take a shower. He stripped off, jumping around on the spot on the cold floor as he waited for the water to heat up, and then got in. He sighed in relief as the hot water cascaded over him. It wasn’t as chilly inside the cabin as it was outside, but it wasn’t warm either.

As he started to wash, Karl’s thoughts drifted back to the night before. He and Jess had jumped into the shower at one point. Nominally just to clean up, but it hadn’t finished that way. Karl smiled to himself as he ed it. He’d been standing behind Jess, running his hands all over her body. Fondling and groping his tired girlfriend without cease. He just hadn’t been able to stop himself.

When Karl’s dick had hardened again, and he had gently but firmly bent his girlfriend over at the waist, Jessica had weakly protested that she was too sore. For all that, she had still parted her legs without him asking her to, placing her hands flat against the tiled wall of the shower to brace herself. Karl had crouched down slightly, entered her from behind, and then just fucked her. Taken her — just like he had all the other times last night.

Karl felt himself grow excited at the memory. He looked over his shoulder through the bathroom door to where he could see Jessica’s outline laying in the bed. His girlfriend didn’t usually hold with morning sex, but …

Karl got out of the shower, barely even bothering to dry off. He padded across the floor, leaving wet footprints as he approached his sleeping girlfriend. With a wide smile, Karl lifted up the sheets and slid in behind Jess, wrapping his arms around her slender and naked body. She stirred as Karl kissed the back of her neck, subconsciously pressing her backside up against his erection as she stretched.

Karl let his hands drift down over Jessica’s body. He cupped her breasts, tweaking her nipples. His dick throbbed as she began to awaken. Somehow it didn’t even occur to him that she would tell him no.