Fort St John Narrative

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It was a crisp october morning in fort st john I just moved from Hope to Fort St John's for my job with a Big Beaver logging all I had was my german shepherd named gerard, a jeep, and a bag of clothes. Everything else had been supplied by my employer when I arrived a note was left on the counter it said “everything is ready there is a bit of food in the cupboard and fridge you’ll have to go shopping also look around your house theirs tools in the garage if you need them see you at work Rob.”

I had gone to the store that morning bought some eggs and sausages then came home to my log cabin on a hill overlooking Charles lake. I had just made a delicious breakfast of eggs benedict, and sausages I walked through my house Gerard followed me all

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