——Sam
I loved winter but hated going through all the slippery sidewalks, stuffy nose, cold car seats, and clearing snow off our lawn because Mom thought it was some good exercise.
The air was already frosty, and snow was falling lightly to the ground as I climbed out of Dean’s car. Although the sun was already high up, I was still cold as a mass of thick clouds covered the entire sky.
“Half an hour, okay?”
Putting the mittens on my cold hands, I nodded briefly, eager to get inside Chloe’s house. “I’ll tell her.”
Dean drove off, and I hurried to the Windsor’s house where snow as thick as at least one foot had already piled against it. Mrs. Windsor used to pay me to rake those white mounds of annoyance, and I made a few bucks which Chloe and I blew up in less than an hour. Damn those
