You felt the excess of a thrown snowball sprinkle onto your face as Engel tossed it your way. Buster was behind a tree, hesitating on throwing his own. Abel watched from the porch with Jeanne and Rosalyn.. Lil’ Maria in J’s loving arms.

You peeked over the snow mound and slung a snowball at Engels face, covering him in snow. He retreated to rub the snow off.. so it was down to you and Buster— Who was still hidden behind the tree, holding maybe half a dozen snowballs with one in his hand.