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Nicole heard a light beep come from his watch.
“It is now officially twelve o’clock, happy birthday.” Glendon kissed her head.
“Thank you.” She smiled and pulled her hat tighter over her head. “Why couldn’t we
have done something inside though? Like in a sports bar or something?”
They watched the apartment building across from the field they sat in.
“Because I know how much you love snow,” he paused for a minute. “Plus you cant
The whole area was relatively new, so there were still some farming areas around. This
particular field had a large rotted tree in the centre of it. Nicole and Glendon rested on a
tarp and blanket that covered the tree’s cold exposed roots.
"I want to live in that building...right next to Mrs. Garrison's apartment.” Nicole started at
the pink and red square that glowed with a dull light.
“Do you want to live there with me?” he poked her hand.
She didn’t answer.
She didn’t want to think about living with him. She loved him, but she did not want to
plan out how far they would travel through life together. She was not ready for that
She was not ready for a lot of responsibilities.
The field was covered lightly with last night’s snow fall, and the rotted tree had caught a
thin blanket over its crooked branches.
There was no moon tonight; it had decided to hide behind thick clouds, almost bursting
Worries built up and crashed in Nicole’s mind, causing her to become irritated and
Glendon hugged her from behind, and rested his head on her shoulder.
“How could you tell?”
A thick, soft-looking snowflake drifted and danced lazily into Nicole’s lap, and melted
through her jeans. Soon, many thick snowflakes began to fall to the ground, slowly
bumping into one another and resting among their brothers and sisters. As each flake feel,
she began to forget her worries, and concentrated on the effect the snow had made on the
apartment building. It could barely be seen. She had always loved this type of snow drift.
It caused noise to become dull and kept things hidden that did not want to be found. She
looked up behind her at the rotten tree and wondered what type of wood it was.
“Do you think it’s an oak?”
Glendon knew what she was talking about. “I don’t know… how about a snow tree?”
Nicole smiled a genuine, childish smile. This only happened when she wasn’t thinking,
which was rare for her.
“What about in the spring and summer?”
“It can still be a snow tree. It will just be hibernating.”
She looked back over the field. “Sounds grand.”
The flakes continued to fall, while she pretended they spoke to one another, and wished
her a happy birthday. She was comfortable like this, she did not mind if the air was cold,
or that her bum was hurting, if this is what she did for the rest of her life, she would be
“So, you didn’t answer my question earlier… would you like to live with me?”
As she pondered that idea, other thoughts strolled back into her mind.
She sighed. “I don’t know, but it’s cold. Let’s go back to your house.”
They stood up and folded the tarp and blanket. As they walked towards the she glanced
back at the snow tree, and longed to be back under it.