The Perfect Holiday

One white cold morning Claire was walking out of her cabin to gather wood for the fire. When she finished she went back into the cabin and made the fire. The fire was a bright red flame in the middle of the cabin. A week after he went into the city she went into a frosty cold swimming pool. The next day they celebrated her birthday in a fancy restaurant. Then she was thinking what she should do tomorrow? Then it was time for her to go back to her cabin house. When she arrived she really missed the city.