Chapter 17: The Lawman“You can’t walk home in the storm, Joel. You’re out of your mind.” We were done with his bedroom floor and it looked better than a professional’s job.
I could walk home, and would. Zac couldn’t tell me differently.
He stood beside me in his foyer, harping at me. “It’s freezing cold out there and there’s ice falling.”
I shoved arms into a heavy jacket and popped a tassel cap on my head. I told him, “I’m a big boy, and can handle it. You know I love the cold, snow and ice. How many times do I have to tell you that I was an abominable snowman in a past life?”
His eyes grew wide and his mouth hung open. “You’ll die out there,” he told me, which sounded like something out of a horror movie, foreshadowing the next victim in an upcoming scene.
“I’ll be fine. Winter and
