CHAPTER 42
DINNER THAT NIGHT WAS reheated spaghetti, and Katrina did her best to hide her disappointment that they didn’t have a more special way to end their perfect afternoon together.
After walking for nearly an hour through the woods, they finally came home so Greg could shovel and Katrina could try to thaw out her frozen limbs in a hot bath.
“Want to watch a movie after we eat?” It was probably Greg’s way of telling her he was in the mood for some kind of action flick with lots of guns and car chases. Definitely not the way Katrina would have chosen to conclude the evening, but she stared at her plate and nodded.
“Sure. That’s a good idea.”
“I’m not sure we’ve spent this much time together since we moved here. We may have just set ourselves a record.”
Katrina matched his smile.
