CHAPTER SIX
There was still snow the next morning, but not enough to keep the school closed. Down in the kitchen at breakfast, Chantelle pouted.
“It’s not fair. I don’t want to go back to school. I want to build another snow giant.”
“Sorry chicken,” Emily said, stroking her hair. “But it’ll be the Christmas vacation before you know it. And you’re probably not going to be doing anything too taxing at this time of year!”
“We all have to go to work anyway,” Stu told her, pointing at Clyde and Evan with his thumbs. “So it’s not like you’re not missing out on anything fun.” He winked cheekily.
“And there wouldn’t be anyone to help you climb to the top of your ladder,” Clyde joined in.
“And,” Daniel added, “All your friends will all be at school so you’ll have more fun there that you will
