So I am late already. (Surprise, surprise.) Here we go. "I-I made enough today to last us for all of the runs; I'll freeze some to keep them fresh." She stammered in a trembling voice from weeping. A few minutes later she had composed herself enough to begin a new conversation. "Jordan I can't believe that it's finally come!" Jordan looked up from his sweeping. "I know; November went so fast while we were planning. I still can't believe Dad agreed to this." Jess paused in the midst of washing down a counter there was flour and frosting smudged on her face. "We both believe God told us to do this and after much prayer told Dad. How could he refuse?" She paused so that she could put something away on a high shelf then began again. "Are you sure Checkers and Apple will be able to make the trip?" Jordan stopped sweeping again a little annoyance creeping into his voice. "Jess we've been over this a hundred times! Yes they will make it." They cleaned the kitchen and then went to bed earlier than usual.
When Jessica's alarm went off at twelve she nearly went back to sleep after shutting it off before remembering that it was the night they had worked for, for weeks. She threw off the covers and shivered in the frigid December Maine air. Quickly Jess put on thermal underclothes and her flannel lined jeans and then a wool cardigan over a flannel shirt. She pulled on three pairs of wool socks then grabbed a bundle off her chair and sneaked quietly downstairs to the mudroom. Jordan was waiting; dressed similarly to her and carried a bundle. He already had on boots, black hat and gloves. She pulled on hers and followed him out into a cold Maine winter night.
Bad place to stop huh? Well come back next week and find out. Thanks for reading!
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