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that, Chrissie.” Brad was there when she turned around. She pushed him and he fell in the snow flat on his back.
Now it was her turn to laugh with Scott at her side, and he seemed to think it was the funniest thing he had ever seen. Brad wasn’t going to be outdone so easily. He had his fists full of snowballs and flung them at both of them. Chrissie gave a scream and ran away with Scott, holding onto him for dear life.
“I never thought my jeans would look so good,” Scott told her, and she caught him looking down at her body as she struggled through the snow at his side.
“They may look good to you my friend, but if my PR people back home could see me now, I think they would have me shot.”
“Well, screw your PR people then,” Brad said, joining her at her other side.
“My thoughts exactly.” Chrissie ran ahead of the brothers and tried to catch up to Ethan.
“Hurry up, guys,” Ethan hollered, waving them forward. “I started without you.”
Chrissie could just barely see his figure about fifty yards ahead of them. The snow was still falling at a pretty steady clip, and her vision was restricted.
She looked up at the sky. It was white with some floating, gray clouds, and as she held her face up, snowflakes landed on her cheeks, melting immediately, the water running down her face like cold tears. Just behind the pitch of falling snow and clouds, she could make out the peak of a mountain. She had seen many mountains before. She thought the Alps were actually the prettiest, but there was something about this mountain peak that caught her, and for a second she could not turn away.
The huge, barely seen peak was standing up there all by itself, out here where there were no people or any civilization. It was free, and now, for the first time in her life, so was she.
“I’ll race you guys,” she yelled at Brad and Scott and trudged on ahead of them in the snow.
When she finally made it up to Ethan, she was amazed at what he was building. He had formed a large section of snow, about ten feet by ten feet, and already in the few minutes he had worked, he had the makings of a foundation. His snow building was going to really look impressive. He had apparently done this before and knew what he was doing.
“Show me what to do?” Chrissie asked him.
“You can start by rolling balls of snow and putting them right over here,” he instructed her.
Scott jumped over the foundation with Ethan and started working on building up the snow fortress with him. Brad jogged over with Chrissie.
“My brothers are the snow architects in this family,” he told her, his breath fogging the air. “I just scoop up snowballs and stand back and watch them.”
“I don’t even know how to scoop up snowballs.” Chrissie laughed.
“It’s easy. I’ll show you how.” He led her by the arm out farther into the solid white field. “First we have to get a little distance from what they’re building and where we start pushing the snow. When they say they want a snowball, they mean they want a really big snowball. With the two of us pushing together and so much snow accumulation, I’ll bet we have one over ten feet high by the time we’re done.”
“Wow, that’s big!”
“Let’s see if we can break my record. I rolled a ball down this hill that must have been a good twelve feet one time when I was a kid. You game to try?”
“Sure, I am.”
They got down and started scooping up snow and making the pile bigger and bigger. The wind blew her long hair, held in place only by the stocking cap Brad had given her. The work was tiring but a lot of fun, and she knew she was going to have a big appetite when they went back home for dinner that night.
“See how I do it, Chrissie,” Brad told her, using his arms to move a mountain of snow before him. “If you get behind it like that and use your forearms, you’ll get a bigger ball.”
“You’re bigger than me, silly.” She laughed at him. “I think your snowball
Now it was her turn to laugh with Scott at her side, and he seemed to think it was the funniest thing he had ever seen. Brad wasn’t going to be outdone so easily. He had his fists full of snowballs and flung them at both of them. Chrissie gave a scream and ran away with Scott, holding onto him for dear life.
“I never thought my jeans would look so good,” Scott told her, and she caught him looking down at her body as she struggled through the snow at his side.
“They may look good to you my friend, but if my PR people back home could see me now, I think they would have me shot.”
“Well, screw your PR people then,” Brad said, joining her at her other side.
“My thoughts exactly.” Chrissie ran ahead of the brothers and tried to catch up to Ethan.
“Hurry up, guys,” Ethan hollered, waving them forward. “I started without you.”
Chrissie could just barely see his figure about fifty yards ahead of them. The snow was still falling at a pretty steady clip, and her vision was restricted.
She looked up at the sky. It was white with some floating, gray clouds, and as she held her face up, snowflakes landed on her cheeks, melting immediately, the water running down her face like cold tears. Just behind the pitch of falling snow and clouds, she could make out the peak of a mountain. She had seen many mountains before. She thought the Alps were actually the prettiest, but there was something about this mountain peak that caught her, and for a second she could not turn away.
The huge, barely seen peak was standing up there all by itself, out here where there were no people or any civilization. It was free, and now, for the first time in her life, so was she.
“I’ll race you guys,” she yelled at Brad and Scott and trudged on ahead of them in the snow.
When she finally made it up to Ethan, she was amazed at what he was building. He had formed a large section of snow, about ten feet by ten feet, and already in the few minutes he had worked, he had the makings of a foundation. His snow building was going to really look impressive. He had apparently done this before and knew what he was doing.
“Show me what to do?” Chrissie asked him.
“You can start by rolling balls of snow and putting them right over here,” he instructed her.
Scott jumped over the foundation with Ethan and started working on building up the snow fortress with him. Brad jogged over with Chrissie.
“My brothers are the snow architects in this family,” he told her, his breath fogging the air. “I just scoop up snowballs and stand back and watch them.”
“I don’t even know how to scoop up snowballs.” Chrissie laughed.
“It’s easy. I’ll show you how.” He led her by the arm out farther into the solid white field. “First we have to get a little distance from what they’re building and where we start pushing the snow. When they say they want a snowball, they mean they want a really big snowball. With the two of us pushing together and so much snow accumulation, I’ll bet we have one over ten feet high by the time we’re done.”
“Wow, that’s big!”
“Let’s see if we can break my record. I rolled a ball down this hill that must have been a good twelve feet one time when I was a kid. You game to try?”
“Sure, I am.”
They got down and started scooping up snow and making the pile bigger and bigger. The wind blew her long hair, held in place only by the stocking cap Brad had given her. The work was tiring but a lot of fun, and she knew she was going to have a big appetite when they went back home for dinner that night.
“See how I do it, Chrissie,” Brad told her, using his arms to move a mountain of snow before him. “If you get behind it like that and use your forearms, you’ll get a bigger ball.”
“You’re bigger than me, silly.” She laughed at him. “I think your snowball
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