While Dahyun slept, Lisa leaned against the tree and watched the storm. The swirling snow outside matched the turmoil she was feeling inside. This was also going so fast, and in ways she’d never expected. And since the whole thing was happening during a storm when she was having to babysit someone who was, quite frankly, totally clueless about wilderness skills, this was the first chance she’d had to really think about things.   She had enjoyed kissing Dahyun. She knew that. But beyond the fact that Dahyun was part-owner of a travel agency and had just gone through a bad breakup, she really didn’t know all that much about her. Well, she knew that she was pretty and had lips that looked like they were just begging to be kissed, but that much was obvious just by looking at her. Lisa thought some more. Part of her mind kept wandering back to her time kissing Dahyun, but she kept dragging that part back to paying attention to other things. If she did stay involved with Dahyun, which she wasn’t even sure she wanted to, did she want to be just a weekend fling? Or did she want more? And what are the odds she’d actually get more if she tried for it? From what Jennie had said, Dahyun and her Chaeyoung had a history of splitting up and getting back together. That could be something really nasty to get in the middle of, especially since she’d be at a major disadvantage if it came down to any sort of competition with the mysterious Chaeyoung: Lisa didn’t have that history with Dahyun, and plus she’d be far away while Chaeyoung would be right there.   She tried to imagine what Jennie would do in this situation, and realized that she already knew, or at least knew the basic summary of: Jennie and Park Chaeyoung had dated, but one or the other or both of them had figured out that they weren’t a good match, and so they’d split up, but split up in such a way that they were still good friends and still working side by side every day.   Lisa felt Dahyun stir next to her and she knew what she had to do.   “Dahyun, you awake?”   “Yeah. What’s up? Any change in the storm?”   “Not yet, but I need to talk to you about something.”   Dahyun turned to face Lisa. “I recognize that tone of voice - I’ve got a feeling you’re about to tell me something I won’t like.”   Lisa nodded. “You probably won’t. I’ve been thinking about you and me - about us. And I’m not really sure we should be an us. In fact, the more I think about it, the more confident I am that we shouldn’t.”   Dahyun stared deep into her eyes. “Can you explain?”   Lisa took a deep breath, closed her eyes for a moment, then tried to return Dahyun’s gaze. She took another deep breath and began “You gave me my first kiss, and that will always be something that ties us together, but I need time to stop and think about things. I’m not sure you and I will ever be more than friends, but I do hope we’ll be friends. And if we ever are more than friends, it won’t be right now.”   -------------------- Jisoo washed her face and checked her hair in the mirror. Should she put on makeup? She decided to put on eye makeup but nothing else. A few quick swipes and everything was ready.   She went down the stairs to the basement and found Chaeyoung sitting on a stool by the stove.   “How’s it going” Jisoo asked. “Any news?”   “Not yet. It’s still snowing, the same as it was.”   Jisoo came and stood by Chaeyoung.   “How are you handling everything?”   Chaeyoung took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Pretty well, all things considered. How about you?”   Jisoo shook her head. “No, I mean literally - how are you handling everything? How do you do all the things that need to be done when you know that Lisa and Dahyun are stuck out in this storm?”   Chaeyoung shrugged. “I don’t know. I just do. I mean, it’s not going to make Lisa and Dahyun any safer if I spend all my time staring out the window and let everyone go hungry.”   Jisoo nodded. “That makes sense. I just don’t know that I can do that. I keep imagining that I’m out there and how scared I’d be.”   “But like I told you earlier, you haven’t had the training that Lisa’s had. Also, it helps to keep busy. That’s why I made another soup, and why you’re about to help me make bread, as soon as I finish up the soup..”   Chaeyoung stirred the soup, scooped out the shrimp shells, and added the chopped shrimp. Then she covered the pot, turned off the stove, and left the pot sitting on the hot eye.   “Okay. Bread. Go get the large mixing bowl. Measure 2 cups of warm water into it, then dissolve a little over half a cup of sugar in it, then pour in a packet of yeast and stir. While we wait for that to be ready, we’ll premeasure the other ingredients.”   Together they measured out cooking oil, salt, and 6 cups of bread flour. By the time they finished this, the sugar and yeast mixture was merrily foaming away in the bowl. Chaeyoung had Jisoo stir the salt and oil into the yeast mixture, then the flour, one cup at a time.   “That’s looking good,” Chaeyoung said. “Now flour your work surface and turn the dough out onto it.”   Jisoo filled the sifter and dusted the prep table with a thin, even coating of flour. She picked up the bowl and tried to pour out the dough. Instead of pouring out as a liquid, like she had expected, it clung to the inside of the bowl until she’d tipped it far enough that the whole thing fell out and landed on the table with a satisfying thump.   Chaeyoung nodded her approval. “Now flour your hands and start kneading the dough.”   Jisoo coated her hands with flour and started patting at the dough, not really sure exactly what kneading entailed.   “Harder!” Chaeyoung said. “You’ve got to really work the dough.”   Jisoo drew her hands back and start slapping at the dough.   Chaeyoung laughed. “I said knead the dough, not assault it.”   Jisoo stopped and looked at Chaeyoung. Blowing aside a strand of hair that had fallen in her face, she said “I don’t really know what kneading is. I’ve seen people knead bread before, but I don’t really know how what they were doing is different from what I was doing. And you laughing really doesn’t help!”   --------------------   Jennie sat looking out the window, first hoping and then imagining that the slow was slowing. After a while, her mind started wandering. She thought back to a time about 5 years past when she and Chaeyoung had gotten caught in a blizzard.   It was Chaeyoung’s first year working in the kitchen at Fire Lodge, and she and Jennie had quickly become friends. By the third week of the season, it had become usual that unless Jennie and Chaeyoung were both working, they were both in the same place. Rather than fight the inevitable, Jennie’s parents had collaborated with the head chef - had it