Snow Storm Vermont Novels & Stories

I'm sure she's heard the news that I know everything and she wants to have a word. David faces me and gives me a thumbs up. A wide grin stretch over my face as he walks toward me, handing me the keys. "Congratulations, Stormy." I plaster my hand to my mouth, chuckling at how dramatic he can be. I'm piking a car not buying my wedding dress. "So were do you want to drive to first?" David ask as we leave the shop. I stuff my hand into my coat to keep them warm from the shivering cold. It started snowing yesterday and the cold has been extreme and out of this world. I stare at my car in delight.

The kids fighting in the close quarters of the vehicle does not help the situation any, either. The radio had been turned down to quietly play in the background, but Andy turns it up a bit to hear if there is a weather report being discussed. It takes about ten minutes, but then there is finally one on the air. The man talks about the freezing rain that is causing treacherous driving conditions through out parts of Montana, Wyoming, middle North Dakota and parts of South Dakota. “Crap. It appears that we are going to be driving right into it.” Andy tells his wife.

Tasha smirked and she smiled at the reaction. “Nice to meet you Storm. I am heading back home. You can come with me; the storm will come again and the weather is not really friendly to travel in. You can stay with me until the sky is clear, okay?” Storm didn’t know what to make of the invitation. Not like she had a choice. She might as well accept the opportunity she has now. Tasha clapped gleefully, obviously now all healed. “Great. Are you up for a run?” Storm hasn't really changed to her wolf for a very long time now. She never had the chance to.

Her presence was the perfect antidote to the storm in my head. The minute we arrived in Vermont, I had promised myself I wouldn’t think about anything. It was my way of coping, of trying to escape, if only for a few days. Thankfully, Liv had insisted that we just go to bed after dinner. We needed to rest, she said, to recharge. It was probably a good thing, considering how much had happened in the past few days.

Christine's resolve was going to be tested far more than she could have dreamed. The weather turned bad with a blizzard blowing through the mountains to the north. It was bad enough to drop eight inches of snow in Highland and make travel difficult. Sunday wore on with no word from the police. By Sunday night, the Leonard were too weary to stay awake, so they went to bed hoping for better news the next morning.