“she warned. It didn’t take her long to make a few of her own. She threw them in rapid succession. When one connected, she shouted with triumph. “Who’s slow now?” They hurled snowballs back and forth at each other for a few minutes. Finally, Christopher threw his hands up in surrender. “I quit, but demand a rematch later on.” “Not before you tell me how wonderful I am at snowball fights,” Yvette called from behind the safety of a fallen tree. “There is no one more wonderful ...at a snow battle than you, Yvette Stilwell,” he yelled at the top of his lungs. “Now can we go?” “Yes, before you start an avalanche,” she shot back. They both called a cease-fire and walked toward the truck. Minutes later, they were driving down a road past the main store to the parking lot. “Where are we going?” Yvette asked. “To pick up your car, and then head to the house. By now, Mom will have taken Lacey there, and I guarantee she’s been fed, met my dad, our dogs Jingle Bells, and Bandit, and is snuggled up on the couch watching an old Christmas classic on DVD.”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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