Jason leaned back against the cold stone. "He’s going to be my son, Sam. And you’re going to be my daughter. That means I don’t leave you behind."
"We hike," Jason said, his voice firm despite the pulse hammering in his throat. "There’s a survival cabin about ten miles south. If we can reach it, we can signal for help." Legacy Peak YIFY
The crash was a blur of white and thunder. When Jason finally kicked open the buckled door, the silence of the wilderness was more terrifying than the noise of the impact. Sam, the teenager who had spent the last six months treating Jason like a nuisance, was already dragging her younger brother, Ben, from the wreckage. Jason leaned back against the cold stone
"He's scared, Jason! We're all scared!" Sam snapped, but her hands were shaking as she clutched Ben’s coat. That means I don’t leave you behind
The trek was a brutal lesson in humility. Jason, the "city guy" Sam had mocked for his expensive hiking boots, found himself carrying Ben on his back while Sam navigated with the compass. They faced frozen river crossings and the constant, haunting howl of wolves in the distance.
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Jason check-adjusted the straps of his pack as the small, single-engine plane rattled through the Alaskan air. This was supposed to be a bonding trip—a chance to bridge the gap between him and his fiancée’s kids, Sam and Ben, before the wedding. But as the engine sputtered and the "Legacy Peak" range loomed ahead like jagged teeth, Jason realized he might have to settle for just keeping them alive.