Adam said what he did, but he kept his back to the window, refusing to look outside. Terrie, on the other hand, plastered her face to the glass, not believing her own eyes.
There in the distance and seemingly getting closer were the softest falls of what looked like snowflakes. It was then that she realized the glass separating her from outside was cold to the touch. She scooted back from the glass wall, almost bumping into Adam.
“Let’s eat,” he said, not even looking back at her. His brain couldn’t and wouldn’t handle any more abnormalities. They needed sustenance and they finally had it, come what may with the weather behaving irrationally outside.
“Adam,” he felt her fingers slapping absentmindedly at his back. “It’s snowing outside. I don’t, it’s snowing outside.”
He grunted, putti
