Summary:Â Janis feels a flare of irritation, hands moving to rest on Reginaâs waist and gripping tighter than is probably necessary, judging by the way Regina squirms a little. âReady, princess?â
Janis feels Reginaâs muscles tense, clearly pissed. She smiles with satisfaction before lifting Regina above her head in one smooth motion. She doesnât miss the way Regina sharply inhales.
Once Reginaâs blades are back on the ice, she turns and looks at Janis. Maybe itâs just the cold of the arena, but her cheeks look a little flushed.
âIs that supposed to be impressive? We can all see youâre built like a man.â Regina scoffs.
Janis rolls her eyes. âI mean, clearly not, since all those guys could barely lift you up a few inches.â
hi. i crashed out more times today than necessary. anyway on with it.
perfect snow day
It is blisteringly cold.
Joan is waiting for the girls to want to go back home, but theyâre relentless. Every time Reginaâs brow twitches in that way that says sheâs exhausted, she seems to fight it and push on so that she and Janis can sled once more.
Janis lost her glove. Joan doesnât know how, but Christopher made sure to give Janis one of is. Joanâs pretty sure that heâs scared of Janisâ father, but she hasnât gotten verbal proof of that yet.
If Joan loved her granddaughter a little less, sheâd be sitting in the pickup truck right now with the heat on so high that sheâd become a rotisserie chicken, but instead, she stands, watching as Janis and Regina trudge up the hill once again with their sled dragged behind them. Their individual sleds are sitting in the bed of the pickup, but theyâve been sharing one for maybe four rides now.
âHave you taken any pictures yet?â Christopher asks, handing her a travel mug of hot chocolate. They prepared it for the girls, but they havenât wanted it yet. There are two more in the car.
âA few,â Joan admits, still cold, even with the hot chocolate. âWeâre going to need to get them inside soon. I donât want to return Janis to Lani and Vasa as a popsicle.â
âWeâll get them eventually,â Christopher says, and they both hold their breath as Regina sets herself and Janis up on the sled and then kicks her leg out to give them momentum and send them flying down the hill. âI miss having that kind of energy.â
âI wish theyâd have less of that kind of energy,â Joan comments, only half meaning it. Sheâd just like to be anywhere warmer than this right now. âI bet you wish you had your other glove right now.â
âI have pockets for a reason,â Christopher replies. âGet a picture of them when they come back up again. Before and after.â
âWhy donât you take it?â Joan asks, handing him her camera. âSomeoneâs got to keep taking them. I wonât be around forever.â
âMom, donât talk like that,â his voice softens, and Joan squeezes his arm.
âI am just saying. Iâm not going to be around forever.â
âI know,â Christopher says.
A comfortable silence sits between them while they wait for Regina and Janis to come back up the hill, and when they do, Joan tells them to wrap an arm around each other for the picture.
Itâs not refined. They look exhausted, and Janisâ too-big glove sticks out, and their scarves look like theyâre almost lost to the wind. But, theyâre happy. Joan would take any cold to see those smiles on their faces.
originally mentioned in chapter 29:
Thereâs a third photo that catches her eye - Janis and Regina knee deep in the snow. There was a big snowstorm that year, and Reginaâs dad dug out his fatherâs pickup truck and drove them and her grandmother to one of the best sledding hills in the city. They sledded for hours, and the picture is of them half-hugging each other. Their scarves are suggestions, one of Janisâ gloves is missing and replaced with one from Reginaâs dad, and their faces are bright red.Â
i hope you all enjoyed this one. it's currently 25Âș outside. thankfully i'm inside but DAMN
hi. i crashed out more times today than necessary. anyway on with it.
perfect snow day
It is blisteringly cold.
Joan is waiting for the girls to want to go back home, but theyâre relentless. Every time Reginaâs brow twitches in that way that says sheâs exhausted, she seems to fight it and push on so that she and Janis can sled once more.
Janis lost her glove. Joan doesnât know how, but Christopher made sure to give Janis one of is. Joanâs pretty sure that heâs scared of Janisâ father, but she hasnât gotten verbal proof of that yet.
If Joan loved her granddaughter a little less, sheâd be sitting in the pickup truck right now with the heat on so high that sheâd become a rotisserie chicken, but instead, she stands, watching as Janis and Regina trudge up the hill once again with their sled dragged behind them. Their individual sleds are sitting in the bed of the pickup, but theyâve been sharing one for maybe four rides now.
âHave you taken any pictures yet?â Christopher asks, handing her a travel mug of hot chocolate. They prepared it for the girls, but they havenât wanted it yet. There are two more in the car.
âA few,â Joan admits, still cold, even with the hot chocolate. âWeâre going to need to get them inside soon. I donât want to return Janis to Lani and Vasa as a popsicle.â
âWeâll get them eventually,â Christopher says, and they both hold their breath as Regina sets herself and Janis up on the sled and then kicks her leg out to give them momentum and send them flying down the hill. âI miss having that kind of energy.â
âI wish theyâd have less of that kind of energy,â Joan comments, only half meaning it. Sheâd just like to be anywhere warmer than this right now. âI bet you wish you had your other glove right now.â
âI have pockets for a reason,â Christopher replies. âGet a picture of them when they come back up again. Before and after.â
âWhy donât you take it?â Joan asks, handing him her camera. âSomeoneâs got to keep taking them. I wonât be around forever.â
âMom, donât talk like that,â his voice softens, and Joan squeezes his arm.
âI am just saying. Iâm not going to be around forever.â
âI know,â Christopher says.
A comfortable silence sits between them while they wait for Regina and Janis to come back up the hill, and when they do, Joan tells them to wrap an arm around each other for the picture.
Itâs not refined. They look exhausted, and Janisâ too-big glove sticks out, and their scarves look like theyâre almost lost to the wind. But, theyâre happy. Joan would take any cold to see those smiles on their faces.
originally mentioned in chapter 29:
Thereâs a third photo that catches her eye - Janis and Regina knee deep in the snow. There was a big snowstorm that year, and Reginaâs dad dug out his fatherâs pickup truck and drove them and her grandmother to one of the best sledding hills in the city. They sledded for hours, and the picture is of them half-hugging each other. Their scarves are suggestions, one of Janisâ gloves is missing and replaced with one from Reginaâs dad, and their faces are bright red.Â
i hope you all enjoyed this one. it's currently 25Âș outside. thankfully i'm inside but DAMN
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