She didn’t say a word as he dressed her in so many layers that she was sweating and could barely move. Then he drew on a jacket and led her out to the elevator.
“How come I have to have fifty layers and you only need to wear a jacket?”
“Because I don’t want you to get cold and sick.”
“What about you?” she asked.
“I’m a Daddy. We don’t feel the cold.”
Sheesh. She rolled her eyes at him and he tapped her nose. “Naughty girl.”
Silly Daddy.
They stepped outside and she took in several breaths of cool air. Yep, it was snowing heavily, but it was so beautiful. Reuben’s phone rang.
“It’s Juliet,” he explained. “Stay right where I can see you.”
He stepped away, answering the phone and she walked out further, turning around. Her gaze was caught by someone in the distance.
Hey! Wasn’t that the couple they’d met the day before? The older couple who had said that she and Reuben reminded them of themselves?
They climbed into a large red truck. Where were they going? Would they be all right? She moved toward them, ignoring Reuben’s order to stay close. She needed to tell them it was unsafe to drive in this storm. But as they drove away, it was like they took the storm with them.
The snow started to lighten. And the clouds parted, the sun shining through.
“Faith! I told you to stay close. What are you doing? Holy crap. Is the storm clearing?”
“I think so.” She turned to him, bouncing with excitement. “I think we’re going to make it to Wishingbone after all.”
Relief filledFaith as they drove through Wishingbone, Montana.
“Wow, they have outdone themselves on the lights,” she said with wonder, staring around at the beautiful Christmas lights strung across the main street and around every large tree.
Reuben grunted. He had a bit of a love-hate relationship with this town. She had to admit that the people who lived here were kind of kooky. But they could also be kind and friendly and they took care of Juliet.
And anyone who hurt Juliet, well, they mysteriously suffered a series of unfortunate events and generally ended up leaving town . . . or going missing.
Faith shot her man a look . . . she wouldn’t put anything past him. He adored his sister.
Not that she could blame him for protecting Juliet. Although she did have two men now who were also very protective.
“Oh, look, I think that’s Keisha!” She rolled down the window.
“No, don’t!” Reuben said as she leaned out of the open window.
“Keisha! Harry! Hi!” She waved at them.
“Faith!” Keisha squealed loudly. “You’re here! Juliet will be so relieved. We have to catch up! Quiz night! See you there.”
“See you there,” Faith called back as Reuben kept driving.
Keisha was so much fun. All of Juliet’s friends were lovely.
“We are not going to quiz night,” Reuben told her.
Faith sent him a pouting look. “Why not? I love quiz night.”
“No.”
