The snowstorm had started early that morning, the kind of blizzard that swallowed up the world in white and made going outside impossible.
By noon, the power had flickered off with an ominous hum, plunging the house into darkness, except for the rechargeable lamps.
“Okay, this is officially the worst,” Sophie groaned, flopping onto the couch with dramatic flair. “No TV, no fun!”
Lauren smirked from her spot by the window, where she’d been watching the relentless snow pile up. “Welcome to the olden days, kid. This is how we lived back in the dark ages.”
“Back in your day?” Sophie looked shocked. “Did you also walk on the mountain to school in the snow, just like mummy?”
Lauren rolled her eyes, chuckling. “Something like that.”
Larry appeared from the kitchen, carrying a tray with mug
