of annoyance.
Abby swallowed. Jake’s proximity made her thought process cloudy, but his lightly veiled insult about her leaving made her want to punch him. Even though she was sure she would be fine, she really was secretly glad she wouldn’t have to weather the storm all alone, although she would rather die than admit it.
After bundling up with extra care, Abby locked the door, and they made their way across the blanketed parking lot to Abby’s truck. It took several moments as they fought against the wind and heavy snow. When they both were inside the cab, Abby cranked it up and sat there a moment, letting it warm up as they caught their breath. The trek across the lot had required a lot of energy.
“Oh my. You were right. It’s awful out here!” Abby exclaimed. If it wasn’t for Connor, she would get out of this truck and camp out in the airport until morning when the storm would be finished passing.
“Don’t say I didn’t warn you,” Jake said. She edged slowly out of the parking lot. If she was extra cautious, she was certain she would make it home safely.
“I think you are going to probably have to stay the night at my house,” Abby said as she gripped the wheel. “I have a comfy couch, a warm fireplace, and plenty of quilts,” she offered.
“That would be great. I appreciate it, as I have a feeling that only a person who has lost their mind would try to get somewhere in this storm,” Jake said through clenched teeth.
Jake’s snide comments were starting to annoy Abby.
“Look, I didn’t force you to come with me. You can keep your comments to yourself,” Abby told him.
“Geez. Okay, sorry. All this insanity for Connor has me on edge,” he replied.
Though the drive was taking considerably longer than normal, Abby let out a breath she hadn’t even realized she had been holding in when she turned onto Wildwood Road. Only one more mile and she would be pulling into her driveway.
Obviously, she let it out too soon, because when she had driven only twenty more feet, she hit a patch of ice and lost control of the wheel. For a few seconds, everything seemed to be happening in slow motion. Abby tried to correct the wheel, but it was too late. They ran off the road and into a large snow drift. The entire front end of the truck was encased in snow.
“Are you okay?” Jake asked after they abruptly stopped.
“Yes, I am fine,” Abby replied, breathing heavily from the shock.
“I told you we shouldn’t have left, Abby!” Jake said tensely.
“I didn’t have a choice,” Abby shot back as her adrenaline set in, making her shake.
“Yes, you did. I didn’t think you were the type of woman who needed to coddle someone like this Connor. I guess I was wrong,” Jake muttered.
At that remark, Abby saw red. She shoved at the driver’s side door until it opened against the snow and hopped out. She angrily stalked down the road to her house. Her anger and adrenaline were so strong, she barely noticed the frigid conditions. She didn’t care whether Jake would follow her or not. If he wanted to sleep in the truck, call for assistance, or walk all the way back to town, she didn’t care.How dare he! Connor meant the world to her and if it weren’t for that darned patch of ice, she would already be home safe and sound. That accident could have happened to anybody.
Thirty minutes later, she stomped onto her front porch, chilled straight to the bone. She shivered as she fumbled at the lock on the front door, her fingers not wanting to insert the key properly.She could hear Connor whining inside. Poor thing , she thought.
As soon as she opened the door, he was jumping on her.
“Calm down, boy. I’m here,” she cooed. She scurried to the kitchen to get one of the pills the vet had prescribed to give Connor