Chapter Eighty-Two:
“Welcome home Rebecca.” Patty whispers softly squeezing my arm then she follows everyone out into the blistering cold headed towards the cabin.
I have to think her words over so I do just that on my slow halted walk from the bus to the cabin. Tasha trudges through the snow at my pace not seeming to be fazed about the cold air or even the slippery ground. The snow made a crisp sharp crunching noise as I moved my weight from foot to foot following the path my family had created with their own boots. I was actually glad they had made a path because I didn’t own a pair of boots and I was having trouble getting snow in my tennis shoes as it was.
“Princess, what size shoe do you wear?”
I turn to Rodger completely shocked at his sudden question. “I wear an eleven why Rodge
