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down notes by hand, but modern times required modern means of communication and she knew Susan needed a quick update.  She was thankful for the convenience of wireless access at the inn and knew she’d miss that once she moved up to the cabin.  With the email to Susan sent off, she could now set work aside and get organized.
    The rain appeared to be easing.  The sound of a steady downpour had given way to a light pattering.  Outside, raindrops fell from the edge of the roof, cascading from rain gutters, splashing against the cement sidewalk and disappearing into small puddles.  The gray sky had lightened up a bit, though it was far from being sunny.  Paige was already learning that Wyoming weather couldn’t be predicted.  It could be sunny one moment and raining the next.  The locals often quoted the old expression, “If you don’t like the weather, just wait ten minutes.”  She was finding this to be true.
    She grabbed the overnight bag, gathered her other belongings and loaded up the trunk of her car.  Checking briefly to be sure she hadn’t overlooked anything, she closed the door behind her.  Turning her room key in at the office, she thanked the innkeepers for their hospitality and returned to her car.  The sooner she could get into her new living space and start focusing on writing, the better.
    She pictured the cabin in her mind as she drove south a mile to the local K-Mart.  The cabin had electricity and running water, a small bathroom, but no kitchen.  There was a long table she remembered seeing outside, which she hoped to move inside and use for a makeshift kitchen.  With this in mind, she found an open space halfway towards the back of the parking lot and headed inside the store, aiming first for the section with home appliances.  She wouldn’t buy anything that she didn’t really need, or couldn’t take with her when she left, but she’d buy what she needed to get by in the cabin without too much discomfort.
    It was going to be too chilly in the evenings to get by on cold food alone, so she looked over the selection of smaller cooking devices and picked out a single electric burner, which could easily be set on the long table and plugged into the outlet on the cabin wall.  She found a can opener in another aisle, making a mental note to pick up a variety of canned soup, dry pasta, a couple jars of marinara sauce and some oatmeal for cold mornings.
    She paused in front of a compact microwave oven, but decided she’d be able to make do with the burner and a small sauce pan, which she found on another nearby aisle.  Moving on to an assortment of dishware, she was glad to see plates, bowls and silverware stacked and priced as single items.  She picked up one of each, adding a ceramic mug with an image of a moose on it.  It was all she would need.  Having company over was not on her list of plans.
    Passing by the bedding section, she was thankful for the sleeping bag she carried with her whenever she was on a road assignment.  Rolled up in the trunk, tucked against the side of the car, this was what she’d use to sleep in, saving her the expense of sheets and blankets.  She picked up one pillow, to make her nights a little more comfortable.  Moving on to a section of linens, she chose a bath towel in a soothing, sea foam green, as well as a hand towel and washcloth to match.  She had everything else she needed for the bath with her already.
    Taking her selections to the front cashier, she made her purchases and exited the store.  She threw the bags in the trunk of her car and headed next to the local market, where she picked up an assortment of food items that would not require refrigeration.  It would be easy enough to fix simple meals without using perishables.  She made sure to toss some fresh fruit into her basket, an added measure to keep from living on canned and packaged food alone.  She could pick up milk or other items as needed, in small quantities.  Bottled water