SamSam needed to get out of the house. There was only so much cooking he could do to stay occupied. And s*x was only an option when Willow was asleep. Sled riding at the local park sounded like a great alternative to being cooped up and would tire little Willow out at the same time. The snow was perfect for sledding, and in Pittsburgh you could never be too sure if there’d be another good snow or not.
The park was filled with families with little kids. Probably almost a foot of snow on the ground. The noise wasn’t bothering him, not the giggling or happy yelling or excited squealing. He kept his sunglasses on, protecting is eyes from the glare of the combination of sun and snow. But he was feeling good today.
Willow’s cheeks and nose were rosy and her eyes were watery from the chill in t
