Damn. How bad was this snowstorm?
I push at the ice like I can move it with my bare hands. No luck. We are snowed in. Completely snowed in. Any idea of leaving is gone.
Pulling out my phone, I see two missed messages from Keke. I swear I thought I blocked her on everything, but I forgot she has two phones. Deleting the messages.
I open the neighborhood group chat. Messages hit like a flood.
Neighbor 1:
My power is still out. Can I charge my phone at someone’s house?
Neighbor 2:
You can come to my house if you can get through this snow. I got plenty of power.
Neighbor 3:
I cannot believe we got hit like this.
Neighbor 4:
We had a snowstorm.
Joan Evergreen:
My house is perfectly fine. Thank God. I cannot wait to showcase my lights this year.
I roll my eyes so hard my soul almost leaves my body. Snow stacked up to the damn roof and she is excited about a light show.
I send a picture of the snow.
I am stuck in the house too.
Security Davis:
Storm came and sat for a few hours. Zero visibility. Everyone with insurance get your information ready. There may be damage from the melt. Could be a couple days. Happy holidays, folks.
A voice behind me makes me jump.
“Oh shit. Are we stuck here? For how long?”
I turn and see Sutton standing there in her robe, tied tightly around her slim waist and curves. My eyes travel down herbody until they land on her bonnet… a Christmas tree-designed bonnet.
I laugh under my breath. Yes. A whole Christmas tree bonnet. This woman is a true holiday menace.
And still damn near breathtaking.
“Yeah,” I say. “Maybe until after tomorrow.”
“Great.” She looks visibly upset, and I do not know why.
She opens her mouth like she wants to ask something deep but closes it again.
Ask what you really want to know, Sutton.
She looks around, then back at me.
“Okay. Well, goodnight. See you in the morning.”
