One Year Later
December 24, 1998
“Lacey!” Owen.
“Mom!” Jack.
“Mama!” Sunny.
“Lace!” Andy.
Lacey opens her eyes and smiles. She had been saying a quick prayer of thanks that everyone is here, happy and healthy. The calls ring out through the house as her family calls her into the living room to join them around the tree as the celebrate.
As the sound of her youngest dau
Thank you so much for reading The Snow Storm!If you would like to find out more about what happens to Owen and the rest of the Williamson family then check out the sequel, Murder Motel.Here is a sneak peak of the book..Chapter OneSeptember 17, 2007“Am I speaking to a mister Owen Matthews?&rdqu
December 23, 1997 The hunter green 1995 model Ford Taurus was finally loaded down with all of the family's luggage, including the decorative bags and boxes of Christmas presents for the children from Santa, as well as for all of the numerous family members that would be gathered together to celebrate the joyous season. From where she was standing Lacey Williamson could hear her husband Andy's small sigh of annoyance as he closed the trunk of the car with a slight snap. He had not had an easy time of cramming all of the parcels and suitcases into the small space. He couldn't imagine that all these much stuff was needed to make the holidays special.
“I have really, really, really got to go pee! Like really, really bad! I don't think I can hold it any more!” Sunny announces loudly to everyone in the car. She is holding her pants and squirming in her seat, with her legs crossed tightly. Andy rolls his eyes at his daughter's antics and Lacey smiles widely. Jack had to stop and pee about fifteen minutes ago on the side of the road because he was 'about to explode'. Pulling into a deserted road lined with towering trees for privacy, Andy had let the boy out to do his business. Sunny had been adament that she was fine, she did not have to pee. Besides, she informed them, she was a big girl and she could hold it in if she needed to. Now they are back on the highway, two hours into their trip and she decides that she does, in fact, need to take a bathroom break. L
And Jinx it is exactly what he did when he uttered those few fateful words. Because it has not even been twenty minutes yet that the kids are in the back seat fighting like cats and dogs. “I am not touching you..” Jack taunts his sister, his finger hovering less than a centimeter away from her arm. Sunny moves her arm away from him and he follows it with his finger, just to be annoying. "I am still not touching you..." He breathes out in a sing song voice. “Stop it, Jack! That is so annoying! Mom! Come on! Will you make him stop already!” Sunny screeches at the top her lungs, making Lacey wince at the loud noise. The girl smacks her brother's hand away from her arm and Jack howls as if she had taken a flame thrower to his skin. He clutches his hand tightly and gives his sister a f
“Oh, hey there, honey.” Andy greets her when he notices her approaching them. “I would like for you to come over her and meet someone really quick. This is Nate Matthews. Nate, this is my perfect wife, Lacey.” “Oh, sure..” Lacey says, as she reaches the passenger side of the car. “Um, hi. It is nice to meet you, Mr. Matthews.” “It is really nice to meet you as well, ma'am.” The man says in a pleasant enough tone accompanied by a friendly smile. “Please, though, call me Nate.” Lacey looks him over and at first glance, he appears to be normal. He is wearing a pair of straight leg denim jeans and a maroon sweater beneath an older style black leather jacket, that looks like it has seen better days.. He has neatly combed
Andy jerks in his seat, pulling his head away from her to stare at her in complete and utter shock. She knows that it was the use of the foul profanity that actually managed to get his attention, but she does not care. If cursing like a sailor is what it takes to get him to pay attention to her for a moment and to get him to take her seriously, then she will say any damn word that she has to, without even a moment of hesitation. “We just passed a sign for an all night diner that is coming up in about two miles or less. I think that we should probably stop in there for a bit to warm up and to grab a nice, hot meal. I am sure that the kids are getting hungry and they surely must be tired of sandwiches with snack cakes or chips by now. What do you say to that, honey? Sound like a good idea?” Andy says to his wife with a smile, bland smile. Lacey
Andy gets up from the table and walks across the tiled floor until he is standing next to where Nate stands in front of the counter. The two men exchange a few hushed words with a couple of general gestures for effect, before Andy turns away to come back to the table, without Nate in tow. When he slides in to the booth across from Lacey, she gives him a searching look, not able to stem her curiousity. “So what the heck was all of that about over there?” “He claims that they were simply discussing a menu item or price, something along those lines, and that the conversation was amicable. Just a little harmless debate that wass all in good fun..” Andy says and Lacey snorts. “Like fun they were! That look on his face wa
Andy steers the car out of the parking lot, turning it out onto the still abandoned road. Once they are heading away from The Darn Good Diner, he turns to look at Lacey and frowns at her regretfully. “Baby, I am so sorry.” “Andy, it's not like-” “No, honey, just listen to me for a second. Really. I am sorry for all of this. I hate fighting with you.” Andy tells her, laying a hand on her arm to give it a gentle squeeze. "I know that I made you upset with me when I chose to help Nate and I am sorry that I made you angry. You know how much I hate being at odds with you. I love you so much." Lacey thought at first that he was apologizing for not believing her about Nate. That he wa sorry for being so oblivious to everything that was going on aro