Flurries swirled through the air, but no new flakes were falling, just snow being kicked up from the ground. The air was crisp and clearer than the morning before. This time, Jules took the time to look over at the A-frame house in which Felix lived. It was bigger than the home Jules had been assigned, but that made sense. Felix was the big boss on the island.
The idea that Felix could be watching him from his window excited Jules, but the sun shimmered against the glass, blocking him from seeing anything. More than likely, Felix was already in the SOB.
Snow Hope had a good community set-up, with cottages around the perimeter of the clearing, each backing up to the dense mixture of pine, spruce, and aspen trees. Most of the homes were log-cabin style, but a few were more along the lines of what someone would find at the North Pole. Gingerbread detail, front porches, painted in white, red, or green