Ashley
The winding road through the Vermont mountains seemed to stretch endlessly before us, each curve revealing a breathtaking view of snow-dusted pines and valleys blanketed in white.
I glanced in the rearview mirror at Harvey, his chubby cheeks flushed with excitement as he pressed his face against the window, counting snowflakes and pointing at deer tracks along the roadside. Beside him sat Zach, looking handsome and attractive as usual.
I chose to drive because I needed some distraction for my wild thoughts and crazy heartbeat.
"Are we there yet, Mommy?" Harvey asked for what must have been the twentieth time since we crossed the state line.
"Almost, sweetheart," I replied, trying to keep my voice steady despite the butterflies swarming in my stomach. "Just a few more minutes."
