Sixteen months of no sun. Three years of one ridge between them. One cold night that ends the arrangement.
Sella Fornes is the last meteorologist on her mountain, keeping a weather log that only she will ever read. Bram Kellick drives the logging road twice a year in a truck that shouldn't run, trading salt for aspirin and leaving before dark. They have never spent a night under the same roof.
Then the station's antenna comes down and Sella's leg breaks with it. Bram carries her off the ridge in a whiteout, and the coldest winter of the long dark begins in a truck cab that neither of them can leave.
A month of tinned fish, ice melt, and the two confessions they have each been saving. A radio signal from Idaho that offers them both a way out. And a choice that neither is willing to make without the other.
A quiet, intimate post-apocalyptic survival romance for readers who like their love stories kept in a logbook.
