We went down every aisle, and as instructed, I grabbed whatever I wanted and put it in my cart. Enzo made sure to add things like bread, eggs, milk, water, and canned goods to his. He also grabbed a first aid kit, thick blankets, candles, lanterns, matches, a couple of space heaters, and two back up generators.
“Are we preparing for the apocalypse?” I asked as Enzo put the second generator in his cart.
He smirked. “Have you ever been in a cabin in the mountains during a winter storm?”
I shook my head. If we ever vacationed somewhere cold, we stayed at a luxury ski resort.
Enzo laughed. “Well, power outages are almost a certainty. So if you want to stay warm, we are going to need a back-up generator. Oh, and that reminds me, we need to get you a jacket.”
I scrunched my nose. “Ugh, don’t remind me.” I was glad none of my friends were going to see me.
Don’t think like that anymore. Name brands don’t matter. Be happy you’re the one that ended up alive.
“Do you have any warm clothes?” Enzo asked as we made our way to the women’s clothing section.
“No. Like I said earlier, I was expecting to be in Fiji for a week so I have mainly bathing suits and sundresses.”
He clapped his hands and laughed again. “Well, this is going to be fun.”
I couldn’t stop my eye roll. “Let’s just get this over with.”
After being forced to choose two week’s worth of sweaters, jeans, sweatpants, thick socks, thermal undergarments, and a couple of pairs of boots, we started to head towards check-out.
Enzo suddenly stopped. “I almost forgot.” He turned his cart around and my brow furrowed.
“Forgot what?” I asked as I followed him.
“We need some things to keep us entertained if the power goes completely out.”
Enzo led me to the aisle containing every board game I’d ever played, and some I’d never even heard of. He started grabbing various games, then put them in his cart. “What’s your favorite?”
I glanced from the shelves of games to him, then smiled. “Life; Clue is a close second.”
He smirked, then grabbed both from the shelves and put them in the basket. “What about you?” I asked.
“Monopoly, hands down,” he replied, his smirk turning to a full blown grin.
I laughed. “Monopoly is okay; it takes too long.”
Rolling his eyes, he chuckled. “Your generation is so impatient.”
I arched a brow and scoffed. “My generation? How old are you, Gramps?”
Enzo tossed a few more games into the basket and started pushing it. “Thirty-four.”
“Really?” I asked. When he gave me a look of offense, I continued, “I’m sorry, I just thought that since you worked with my dad that you were closer to his age.”
“I guess that’s understandable. Is there anything else you’ll think you need for the next few weeks? Even if there wasn’t going to be a storm, my cabin is hours from the nearest store.”
I couldn’t believe that I’d be away from home for possibly a month. And that I was going to miss Christmas with my family.
My face must have shown my sadness because Enzo’s brows pulled together in concern. “Everything okay?”
I shrugged.No.“Yeah. I’m just bummed about missing Christmas. It’s my favorite holiday.”
He nodded, his bright blue eyes full of sympathy. “Why don’t we get some Christmas decorations and presents?”
A small smile lifted my lips. “Presents? For who?”
