Willow in the Woods: Guarding the Willow

Chapter 14

Willow

This room was starting to look rustic, FABULOUS!

Willow had laid out some of the blankets, she had picked up from the truck stops, all over the cabin. The little living room had a wood and glass coffee table, that made her a little nervous, so it got a nice pink, white and black stripped blanket thrown over the top. The single medium sized couch got a matching one draped over the back of it.

There was a blue, black and white one, that Willow had attached grippers to, that went on the floor in the kitchen, just beneath the sink and coffee pot. Another blanket went on the bathroom floor after more grippers were applied and one green one got thrown over the back of leather chair next to her bed. Willow still had 4 more left so she sat those aside for the moment and started putting her TY babies, that she was now collecting, all over her dresser. The little wolf one though, had a special place on the chair next to her bed.

Once that had all been accomplished, Willow added some final touches. She set up her new owl wax warmer, that currently filled several rooms with the nostalgic scent of apple pumpkin, for the holiday season. She also set her laundry basket up in her bedroom, and placed a beautiful, ornate, glass fruit bowl on the kitchen counter. She didn't have any actual fruit to put in it yet, so it currently held her many bottles of V8 splash. It was fruit, adjacent.

Willow had already helped unload the trucks, and distribute things like water, drinks, crackers and chilli to everyone's cabins.

After feeding the animals and putting them back into their respective barns, Sylvia had told everyone to rest up for the night because tomorrow, Wednesday, everyone would be in charge of making a dish in their own cabin for Thanksgiving. Willow really liked this idea! It sounded like a real family gathering, where everyone did their part, and incorporated something of themselves to the meal.  Just one problem... There were very few things Willow could cook. Most of what she could make involved a lot of hitting a few microwave buttons and sometimes adding water first. On occasion she would even get fancy and slit holes in the plastic on top of her meal.

Willow sat on her bed taking a break, while eating her crackers and scrolling through the internet to try to find a really easy, and fun, Thanksgiving dish. She would have to get a ride back into town to get what she needed, because most of her own cabinet space was bare. As the head of the ranch, she should probably make something other than cheese on crackers, though there wasn't much that didn't go with.

Not finding much help online, Willow tried meditating and reading Marcus's thoughts. She had been trying all day with no success. But she thought that perhaps if she was successful now, she might get lucky, and come across some of his own ideas for a dish. He didn't seem like the kind that would make anything too complex, but probably had far more ideas then she had.

After an hour of sitting cross legged, humming and chanting everything from, "Hmmm, let me into your miiiind." To "Hmmm, mirror mirror, on the wall, reveal to me the biggest pain of them all." Willow finally gave up. She would just have to wait for him to show her.

Willow got up and closed the curtains to her bedroom window, that was letting in a bitter cold draft. She picked up the blanket off the bed and wrapped it around herself, then looked over at the other 4 blankets that were still unused and wished she could read his mind just to see if he was cold and could use one of these blankets....

An image came to her almost immediately but did not block her sight. It was like a day dream or a secondary vision. Willow could still see, but in her mind something else was happening.