Callie was nervous when she parked in the north parking area at the ski resort on Monday morning. Mark had insisted that she bring Maya with her to join her Uncle Jimmy’s ski classes for the day as she had before. That way, Maya would have fun, and Callie would not need to worry about a babysitter even though her mother had volunteered.
“Are you ready?” Callie asked her daughter, who was strapped securely into her safety seat in the back seat.
“Ready!” Maya cheered.
“Then let’s get you out of your seat and inside. Do you want some hot cocoa before you go skiing?” Callie asked.
“Yes,” Maya giggled as Callie unbuckled the girl and lowered her from the vehicle.
“There she is!” Jimmy yelled as he trotted down across the parking lot to them. When he reached them, he scooped Maya into his
