"Here, another light might make him feel better." Hazel gave the flashlight to Terrance and turned around to go back down the stairs. She was grateful phone lights were so strong. 

Once she made it back down the stairs, the new logs had gotten the fire up and roaring very nicely. The living room was cast in plenty of dim light between the fire and four phone lights, quickly joined by the fifth light of Hazel's phone.

"Paulie is in the bathroom closet. Terrance is trying to get him out. Not sure how well it's going to work, but he's trying. I left the flashlight with them in case it helps. Any sign from the boys yet?" She asked, looking to see if any new snow was tracked in.