Rose had come to visit one night, and while she and Matt were inside the cabin talking and laughing, Dany played fetch with Frost outside. She was so happy that Matt and Rose had gotten together, and they were all sappy and kissy and everything, which was why she went outside. But they were cute together. She was going to get them to marry each other. She just didn’t know how yet. Maybe she could make them some rings out of grass and find a way to put them on their fingers and then they would be married! Maybe on Christmas Eve.
She threw the stick, and it landed a little farther into the woods than she expected. Frost looked at it, then at her, and then he fell down and rolled in the snow, tongue wagging. She dropped her arms and c****d her head at him. “You’re supposed to go get the stic
