Looking outside, I grabbed my hat and jacket. “Sure. Keep your coat on. We’ll do it together.”
In the bitter breeze, I dug gloves from my pockets and began brushing the snow from the shed door. A foot and a half had fallen overnight blanketing the path to the basketball hoop and the ground beneath. We were going to need shovels.
An hour later, smiling in front of the sunset, he asked, “How about a quick game of Around The World?” “In a minute Sweetie, “ I replied, collapsing into the snow chair.