By the time lunch was over, we were officially snowed in.
It was a first for me, and I was rather proud of myself. No one else in my family had ever been snowed in. Not like this. Tony and I sat in the bay window, watching the snow fall down and blow about in the front of the Ledbetter house. The sky had grown dark and rather scary-looking. We grinned at each other as we perched on the ledge beneath the huge windows, enjoying our fate.
Mr. and Mrs. Ledbetter sat by the fire with Congressman Fordheim, mercilessly bending his ear, which they’d done all through lunch. I don’t think there was one issue about local governance they hadn’t sounded off on.
Jackson and Mack drifted our way, Jackson sipping bottled water, Mack nursing a martini.
“So you’re going to adopt him?” Mack asked, his vo
