An hour later, Daniel had proved Griffin’s confidence in him. He knew he’d probably never be anywhere as skilled as his friend, but by the end of the lesson, he managed to hit the large tree trunk Griffin had had him use as a target more often than he’d missed it. That earned him a congratulatory hug and smooch from Griffin, followed by a deeper kiss that might have led to more if the weather had been much warmer. As it was, Griffin suggested they put on their jackets and head back to the cabin.
Daniel was all for that. The temperature had dropped considerably and now that he wasn’t concentrating on shooting, he began to feel the cold. They started back and were, according to Griffin, about a mile from home when snow began to fall.
“This is not a light flurry,” Daniel said, heartily wish
