7 am I woke up to Kasey barking and the sun shining brightly, reflecting off the snow like it was a mirror. I got up and wrapped a blanket around my leggings and sweatshirt. I put on my slippers and headed down the hall and down the stairs. The was someone knocking at the door, with Kasey sitting behind it barking. I peaked out the window and saw Bradley’s brother, Eric standing there. I opened the door up.
“Hey, come in. I just got up, I can make you some coffee.” I said and gave him a hug. He took off his boots and sat them on the porch. I dropped my blanket on the couch and started up the coffee pot.
“What brings you here?” I asked as I poured water into the little machine.
“I wanted to make sure you were still alive.”
“Well, I knew that Brad was stuck at work and I knew that you’ve never had to deal with winter before so I figured I’d come and check on you.”
“Aww, thanks. We’ve been okay, right Kasey?” I poured us each a huge cup of coffee. “I just don’t know who to call about getting all the snow off the driveway. I mean, you can’t shovel something that long and wide right?”
“No, you can’t. I know someone who can plow it, I’ll call them later. But I think you have a snow blower in the garage. If you want I can do that for you now.”
“Nah, it’s totally okay. Bradley’s on his was home and he can do it. It’s not a big deal.”
“No, let me do it. It won’t take long at all and he’s stressed…I know he is.”
“Fine, but let me feed you after. Please?”
“If you must.” He smiled that amazing Cooper boy smile and took another sip of his coffee and headed back outside.
I flicked around the kitchen, washing last night’s dishes and folding towels. I decided to skip a shower today and changed out of my pajamas. I made the bed, braided my hair, brushed my teeth, plucked a stray hair and wished for Bradley to call…which happened fifteen minutes later as I was cracking eggs for omelets. I answered to hear my favorite voice. I smiled and I knew he could tell I was smiling through my voice.
“Hey baby, I just wanted to tell you that I’m gonna be home in about an hour.”
“That’s great. It’ll be the longest hour of my life. I miss you so much.” I cocked the phone between my shoulder and cheek as I cut up sausage to add to the swiss cheese that would go into the omelets. “How are the roads?”
“The highway has been great. A little slushy. I’m worried about the back roads getting home though.”
“Me too. You’ll be fine though. Eric got here perfectly fine.”
“Why is he there?”
“He’s getting the snow off the driveway. He showed up here this morning and offered to do it so you don’t have to later.”
“Oh, that’s nice of him. You know how I don’t really trust him…especially around you – and alone.”
“I know, but what was I going to say? Please leave because I’ll let my husband that I haven’t seen in two days do it when I’d rather him be alone with me?”
“Yeah, I guess. But just get him out of there before I get home.”
“I’ll try. He’s almost done and you’ll have breakfast ready too.”
“You truly are amazing.”
“I know. Okay, you need to focus on getting home safely. So I’m hanging up. I love you, bye.”
I hung up the phone before he could say anything else. I turned up the flame under the frying pan and poured in the egg, bacon, and cheese mixture. The back door opened and Eric walked in.
“Hey. So I’ve got great news and bad news.”
“Well, the great news is that Bradley’s almost home. And the bad news is that you don’t get to eat an omelet…because well, you know.”
“Well, that’s okay.” He walked around the bar counter and hugged me and turned and left. “See you around, Ali.”
“My names not Ali. It’s Alison and only Alison.”
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