Where I grew up that cabin would be a luxury. Never could get the roof fixed and had to sleep with a tarp on the bed and pots on the floor. Running water? I carried it in buckets. Yes people did and still do live that way. Considered that experience life growing. Someone grab a broom, check for wood, get the snacks out of the car( you would think they would have brought their own food), and look for the real cabin next door.
It is a sweet moment between a niece and her aunt. I considered my aunt my mother and would love to hear her laughing once again.