Chapter 36: Vows

Ian left on Saturday morning as planned, taking along with him most of the cash I had on me.

“You’re not planning anything nefarious, are you?” I asked him as I handed him the envelope of bills. “You know, with me giving you all this money? I’m not bankrolling something illegal?”

His eyes widened and his mouth dropped for a split-second, and then he grinned and wagged his head.

“You had me going there for a minute! No, I promise, just a supply run and a stop at the garage. No wine, women or song on this trip.”

He winked at me and turned to leave, climbing into a large white transport van. I watched him pull away, wishing Joss and I were getting out, too. The air was colder, and it almost felt like snow. Or how I imagined it might feel like before a snow storm. I’d never lived any place where snow fell. It might be cool to see real flakes, I thought.