Chapter 4
Saturday morning, the sun was shining brightly when Bill woke up. He’d left the B&B as soon as the movie ended. His dad had suggested he and War stay the night at their house, but Bill had declined. After spending all the previous day, and half the night, at the B&B, all he wanted was to go home and sleep in his own bed.
“Storm’s over, War. Not that it means the snow will melt in a couple of hours, but at least it will melt—eventually.”
Before getting dressed for the day, he let War out in the back yard. Then he made breakfast, let the dog back inside and they both ate.
“You get a quick walk,” Bill told him. “Once around the block, then I’m off and you’ll have the house to yourself.”
While he was correct, the snow hadn’t melted, the streets were surprisingly clear. He knew t
