Chapter 9
After Halloween James began taking Sarah home from the library. At first they walked, but then the New England nor’easters began striking with more frequency and it became too cold, too wet, or too icy, at least for someone who had been living on the west coast in the sun for so long.
During a particularly fierce November storm, Sarah walked away from the library pulling her scarf tighter around her neck and her wool hat closer over her ears. She was shivering, and she felt her jaw tighten and her teeth click. She turned to see James slow his step so he could follow beside her.
“Still no car?”
“Not yet.”
No matter how close she pulled her heavy coat around her throat she wasn’t warm enough. He pointed toward the parking lot off Loring Avenue.
“Would you like a ride home?”
