Exhausted from the night’s ordeal, Jeremy finally headed home. The warmth of his bed, which he had longed for since the evening, now offered a respite from the cold and the worry that had gripped him. He drifted off, sleep overcoming him as soon as he hit the pillow.
When Jeremy awoke the next morning, his first thought was of the bear cub and the puppies. He dressed quickly, eager to see how they were faring. The roads, though still blanketed in snow, were much safer now, the storm’s fury now a distant memory.