“Nora was surprised by her own trill of laughter. Her mood had begun to shift so rapidly and radically that she wondered if she should worry. “We won’t tell her.” “Damn straight. She swears the microwave ruins food. Not sure I always agree, but I’m not going to argue with the woman who makes me fabulous meals three times a day.” “Smart move.” She wandered over to the window and was glad to see in what little light poured from the house that the whiteout was complete. “How long will t...his last?” “Probably most of tomorrow, according to the latest weather.” “It makes me feel safe.” “I imagine so.” She saw his reflection in the glass, then felt his arms wind around her waist. His chin rested on the top of her head. “Let’s pretend we’re on another planet. Out of time, in a different world. Imaginary escape, I know, but it might be a fun way to take advantage of the safety the storm is giving you.”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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