The snow is thick and the scenery is breathtaking when our car finally pulls up in the driveway of the packhouse. I hesitate, sitting in the passenger's seat, staring at the mansion in front of us, at the packhouse. The roof is completely hidden by a thick layer of snow. There’s a path shoveled all the way to the front porch and I see a familiar figure sit there waiting for us. I haven’t been feeling great in the past days, but this made me feel even more nauseous and anxious. Was it a good idea to even question my father about the thing he never wanted to bring up with me?
I feel Seth’s hand rest on my thigh and giving me a gentle squeeze.
“Come on. We’ll freeze here.” he offers me a cheeky smile and I sigh.
He’s been very attentive and I never would have expected him to open up so m
