7
Effie
Effie put down her romance book and stretched her neck. Outside, flurries continued to fall.
“I’m dying to go outside,” she told King. He looked up at her from across the kitchen table where he nursed a cup of steaming hot coffee.
“We should be able to.”
“What do you mean?”
“We still have the snowmobiles out back.”
“Are you serious? Why are you just telling me about this now?”
He shrugged. “It’s not like we can take it into town, it’s just for playing around here.”
“Well, then come on! Don’t you have cabin fever yet?” Effie jumped up.
King laughed at her excitement. “Okay, okay. I think my mom has some spare snow gear in the mud room closet. Go find something and I’ll get ready.”
She rushed towards the closet and began to pull out the slim pink snow pants and matching pu
