Christmas Lodge Page #4

Charlene, this is my boyfriend Kent.

Natty?

We need to get her to a doctor.

No, I think that uh... I think

we should get her home. Yeah?

Well where's that?

Just up over the ridge. You... do you

feel up to giving her a piggy-back?

- Yeah, sure uh...

- Okay.

Okay. Okay, hang on a second.

Okay, climb up.

All right, you ready everybody?

There you go, there you go.

You good?

Yeah! You guys okay?

- Yeah.

- All right'

Hang on.

- You okay?

- Yeah.

Natty come here!

Natty!

All right'

Hang on.

Watch your head here.

All right'

Let's duck down.

Okay.

Oh wow, would you... would

you look at that?

What?

That's Christmas Lodge.

What, that old wreck?

Hey! That's not an old

wreck, that's my house!

Sorry.

You live at Christmas Lodge?

Yup.

Lucky you!

What do you know about it?

When I was little, this was

like our home away from home.

Wait a second, is your dad Jack Rand?

Well, yeah!

I haven't seen him since

I was half your age.

I can't wait to check out the lodge!

Is that your dad?

Yup. You promise you won't tell on me?

No, I promise to let you tell.

Charlene? You hurt?

My ankle, I twisted it.

Hi, who are you?

Sorry. Uh, this is my friend

Kent and I'm Mary Tobin.

We found Charlene and we thought

that we'd bring her back here.

I was getting the mail.

You were getting the mail?

So you twisted your ankle

somewhere between here and the road'?

Well...

You didn't go hiking alone

in the park again, did you?

Charlene?

We will talk later.

You said Mary Tobin?

That name sounds awfully familiar.

You're not Mike and Betty

Tobin's daughter, are you?

One and the same!

Good Lord! I haven't seen you

since, what, we were this high?

How's your family doing?

Oh, you know, they're

great! Mostly... yeah.

Please, come inside! I'll

make you something to eat.

We can, we can catch up.

Food, yes! Now we're talking.

Please, um... come inside.

Come on Natty!

I'm hungry.

Well, welcome back to Christmas Lodge.

It's probably not exactly

how you remember it, is it?

Not exactly, but I can

picture it the way it was

when I was a kid.

How was it?

Magical.

Magical! This place...

Please, you guys just make yourselves

at home while I tend to Charlene.

- Daddy, it really hurts.

- I know, sweetheart.

I just gotta get it elevated

until I can get some ice on it.

Oww, Daddy.

This place has a rare charm.

It takes a special eye to see it.

Yeah, you can say that again.

Cut it out!

Just joking.

- Jackson F. Huntington, right?

- Yeah, how did you know that?

I'm a historic preservationist.

I mean, I work in the city but

lire read up on all his lodges.

The way that the

exposed beams are fixed,

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