She walked into the large wooden cabin, smiling brightly, her family running inside as well.

The scent of freshly cut wood came from a basket for firewood, filling her with comfort.

She walked around, looking in each room, seeing her kids had each chosen a room.

She went back down to the main living room, turning on the fireplace and putting a few pieces of firewood in.

She loved the feeling, loved how it reminded her of her childhood, loved how it made her feel warm and safe, loved that it felt like winter.

She could hear her children running around upstairs, before running downstairs.

She smiled as they hugged her, laughing and smiling brightly.

She felt at home.
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Kind of a longer one

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