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Chapter 4
Chapter 4When Joe awakened the next morning the first thing he noticed was how bright the light filtering through their Levolor blinds was. He rose and walked to the window. Pulling the cord to glance outside, Joe was confronted with a world of blinding white. The sun sparkled down from a cloudless blue sky on at least four inches of snow. Normally Joe wouldn’t have minded the sight, but thoughts of breaking and entering and retrieving a lost lighter sprang into his mind. He thought of icy roads and unexplainable car accidents in Berwyn. “What on earth were you doing in Berwyn of all places?” he could hear Anne asking. He thought of looking particularly conspicuous against a backdrop of white snow and brilliant sunlight. “Hey, mister, you wanna tell me what you think yer doin’ nosin’ aroun
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