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In the city Adelaide had hated the snow. She didn’t really like it now but at least she could understand why people thought it was beautiful. The village looked like a postcard. The door to the Bayer’s house opened and Sam stepped out. He had on a long coat but nothing else to protect against the snow.

He smiled when he saw her, “Hey Adelaide, enjoying the fresh snow?”

She nodded, “Yeah, it’s so different from the city. Whenever it snowed all I could think of was how gross it would be by the end of the day.”

“Yeah,” Sam put his hands in his pockets. “It would totally brown and grey by the time it started to melt like 4 months from now. It wasn’t any fun there.”

“And here?”

“It still sticks around for a long time, but it doesn’t really get gross. Too few cars and no one leaves trash around.”

“That’s good.” She turned to look over the river towards the beach. “It’s just so different here from the city.”

“I like that you can actually see the stars and breathe, though the pollen isn’t too fun for me.”

“I noticed that this summer and at the flower dance.” The dance had been pretty boring for her. No one asked her to dance and she hadn’t wanted to ask anyone. She didn’t want to take anyone’s place.

“I’m sorry you didn’t get to dance. It’s actually pretty fun. We can dance together next year. I don’t think Penny will mind. She can dance with Vincent.”

She turned back to him, surprised by his offer. “Are you sure?”

“Yeah, I’m pretty sure she likes him better too.”


“He actually studies, I never did. It drove Penny crazy, especially if we had to work together. Teachers tended to set us as partners since we lived in the same town.”

She frowned. She didn’t like that Sam was implying he didn’t do his share of the work. She wouldn’t like him either if that was the case.

“Hey, don’t look at me like that. I did the work, just not as thoroughly as Penny would have liked.”

“Maybe I should ask Penny?”

Sam laughed and his bright eyes lit up. She really liked his eyes. The thought surprised her, she hoped it didn’t show on her face.

“SAM!!” Vincent came barreling out of the house. His hat was on lopsided and one mitten was already hanging from it’s string. “Let’s build a snowman!”

“I’m talking to my friend, buddy.”

Vincent turned to Adelaide. “You can help too.”

“Sure.” She had been planning on going to the mines but this sounded a lot more fun.

“You don’t have too.”

“I don’t mind it sounds fun.”



Three hours later Adelaide couldn’t feel her nose and she was pretty sure she had snow down her back but she didn’t care. Jodi had brought them all hot coco. Now she was watching as Sam and Vincent made snow angels. He really was a good big brother. She wondered what it was be like to have a big brother, especially one so much older. Sam caught her eye and grinned at her; she smiled back.

“Hey Addy! Come check out the snow angels!” Vincent called out as he hopped up and down.

She walked to the edge of pouch to have a look. They looked like snow angels, she wasn’t sure what she was suppose to be noticing. “They look great.”

Apparently that was enough cause Vincent beamed at her before running inside calling after his mother. Sam brushed the snow off the back of his legs before joining her. He didn’t bother using the steps, just used his long legs to hop up. Adelaide shook her head, that was such a guy move.

“If you don’t want him to call you Addy just let him know. He gives nicknames to everyone.”

“Even you? How to you nickname Sam?”

“Ah well…” He grabbed the cup of the side railing and took a sip.

“Wait…is Sam the nickname?”


“What for? Samual?”



“Just don’t tell anyone.”

“What’s wrong with it?”

Sam shrugged. “Not much, Mom was just young and was very different so it’s a weird name to have compared to everyone else’s.”

“I won’t say anything. And I don’t mind Vincent calling me Addy, though no one else has given me that nickname before.”

“Really? Don’t most nickname come from the beginning of the name?”

“Yes but there three Abbys is my elementary school grade so my teachers didn’t want another similar name. Laney just kinda stuck as my nickname. It didn’t matter too much. I went by Adelaide most of the time.”

“Can I call you that?”


“Today was fun Laney.” Sam smiled.

She ignored the way him saying that made her feel. “It was.”