Snow clung to the trees, the weight of it pulling the tree branches low to the ground. Clay Sommers supposed that it would have been pretty if he hadn’t been driving in it. It hadn’t been as bad when he had headed out earlier in the day to help an elderly client several kilometres away. The accumulation of snow had built up on his roof and the man was concerned that if the snow continued that his roof would be damaged. Clay hadn’t hesitated to give the man the help he needed. A contractor by trade, he generally worked outside in better weather but sometimes he was called upon at other times. Now, he was having difficulty seeing the road ahead, and the heater in his truck wasn’t working at full capacity so he had to keep stopping to defrost his windshield with a scraper. He knew he was still a long ways from home, it probably would have taken him half an hour on a nice day, but today, it would be much longer if he managed to make it in one piece. He knew he didn’t have a choice, he had to stop driving and find shelter until the storm was over. Unfortunately, the closest place was Jade Millerton’s and his past with her was spotty at best.
