Chapter 44

The four of us put our heads together and got to work. We’d just finished a menu and shopping list when I heard the door open, followed by the sound of Robbie running up to the table. “We made a snowman,” he said excitedly.

“You did?” I said. “That’s great. Do you know where the camera is?”

“Yes, Sir. It’s up in the loft in the desk drawer.”

“Why don’t you go get it while we put our coats on,” I said, “so we can go outside?”

He hurried upstairs, and Mike said, “I guess we’d better go play the proud parents.”

“Yep,” I said.

We all put on outerwear and went out onto the deck, with Robbie close on our heels. “Okay, kiddo,” I said when he handed me the camera. “Where is it?”

“Next to the driveway, Dad,” he said. “The wind blew a bunch of snow into a pile there.”

“Those piles are called drifts,” I said.

“Yes, Sir,” he said.

“Lead on, kiddo,” I said.