Beth Carpenter - An Alaskan Proposal

Leith drove out of the neighborhood and merged onto the Glenn Highway. He glanced toward Sabrina. Should he mention her clothes? He was supposed to be training her in woodcraft. “I see you’re wearing a fleece vest today.”

“Yes. I bought it yesterday.”

“Good. The vest will be useful, but jeans may not be the best hiking pants, especially up here.”

She tilted her head at him. “You mean because cotton is hydrophilic?”

Huh. She must have been reading the company catalogs. “Yes. If they get wet, jeans take forever to dry. But also because they’re tight on your thighs, and when you’re lifting your feet to climb uphill, that extra effort tends to tire you out.”

“Okay, but these jeans have Lycra, so they stretch.” She paused. “What did people wear outdoors before synthetic fabrics? Wool?”

“Mostly.”

“I know wool is warm when wet, which is one reason they use it for tweed hunting jackets in Britain.”

Leith didn’t know anything about British hunting jackets, but it made sense. “It’s not supposed to rain today, so your jeans should be fine. And I just have a short hike planned.”

“I looked at some nylon hiking pants at the store, but they’re going to have to wait until the next payday.”

He glanced at her before returning his eyes to the road. “I guess they don’t pay trainees a lot, huh?”

She shrugged. “They pay reasonably well. But, you know—student loans, moving expenses, security deposits. And I need to replenish my emergency fund.”

“Emergency fund?” He grinned. “What? For fashion emergencies, like shoe sales?”

She didn’t look amused. “Emergency fund so I can pay the rent if I don’t make the cut in September and I’m unemployed again.”

This didn’t quite jibe with the lifestyle he’d imagined, but it was hard to feel too sorry for her. Even he could tell those jeans she was wearing didn’t come from a discount store, and her manicure probably cost as much as the hiking pants. But there was no use getting into an argument about how she spent her money. “I hope you’ll learn enough today that you will make the cut to management.”

“Here’s hoping.”

Sabrina was quiet during most of the drive to the lake. Leith got the uncomfortable feeling she was annoyed at him. She stared out the window at the birch trees, with their yellow buds just starting to turn to green. In the distance, snow still covered the top half of the Chugach Mountains. He tried to think of something to say to improve her mood, but nothing came to mind.

Finally, just before they reached the exit, Sabrina spoke. “It is beautiful. I was starting to wonder what all the fuss about Alaska was about, but now that the sun has come out and I can see the mountains, I’m starting to understand.”

“It’s been a wet spring, and breakup is never the prettiest season,” Leith acknowledged, relieved that she seemed to have forgotten his stupid joke. “Give it another two weeks, and you’ll be amazed at how green everything is.”

They reached the trailhead parking lot. Sabrina pulled on the handle, but the door jammed. Before Leith could get around to help her, she slammed her shoulder into the door and knocked it open. Without comment, she slid out. “What a pretty lake. I love that color. Somewhere between azure and lapis.”

“Looks blue to me.” Leith opened the tailgate to grab Tal’s leash and went around to let her out.

Sabrina turned, and her eyes widened as she looked at something over Leith’s shoulder. “Oh, a dog.” She trotted past him.

Leith looked up. Oh, nuts. “Sabrina, wait.” He pushed Tal back into the car before she could see what was going on and escalate the problem.

“I’m just going to check out that dog,” she called back to him. “There’s nobody else here. It must be a stray.”

“Don’t go any closer.” Leith slammed the door and hurried around the car after her. The dark gray animal at the edge of the woods startled and ran for a few steps before pausing to look toward Sabrina.

Sabrina slowed to a walk, creeping forward while gently crooning. “Here, pup. You’re a big guy. Are you lost? I think you’re wearing a collar. Do you have a microchip? I’ll bet your family is missing you.”

“Stop!” Leith finally yelled loud enough to get through to her. She turned. The creature at the corner of the parking lot looked toward him as well.

Sabrina scowled at him. “What? I just want to help that dog. He seems shy. I wonder if someone abandoned him.”

“The reason he’s shy around people is because he’s not a dog.” Leith grabbed her elbow and dragged her back toward the safety of the Land Cruiser. “He’s a wolf.”

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