Chapter 34

The two sat on the steps to the porch and talked, the chiminea giving off a little heat, kept them warm.

“I was out here taking photographs of the snow. It’s such a lovely picture, I couldn’t sleep.” Brock admitted.

“Oh same. I tossed and turned.” Melissa agreed, taking a sip of the hot chocolate.

Brock fiddled with the camera, holding it up, Melissa looked out over the street now covered in a cold white blanket. It sparkled under the dim light of the street lights. It looked so magical. Melissa thought how picturesque the street looked, the dark sky, the dim orange glow and the white snow.

Even the cars were covered in the deep snow.

Out of the corner of her eye she saw a flash of light and whipped her head round to look, there with a guilty look on his face was Brock.

“Oh my god Brock, you didn’t just take my picture? Give me the camera I’m deleting it.” Melissa placed her now empty mug under the swing seat on the porch, and she reached for the camera in Brock’s