“Great. You kids stay here. I’m going back to the B&B for help,” Mr. Steve said getting out of the car.
When he was out of sight I opened the door. I was hit with cold air.
“What are you doing?” Darcy asked me as I tried to get out with my crutches.
“I’m doing what I got in this car to do,” I said slamming the door.
“But Mr. Matthew said to stay in the car!” Darcy tried to scream over the howling wind. I hobbled off into the woods and then I realized this was the dumbest thing I’ve ever done. Why should I be out here looking for the Stewarts in unfamiliar woods during a blizzard?
Cause it’s the Christian thing to do My mom’s voice rung through my head. Once but when I was young this boy pulled my hair. I wanted to never speak to him again but my mother told me that that was not Christ like.
I sighed and watched my breath in the wind. I started to shout over the wind but that seemed nearly impossible. Then I heard gunshots.
I almost fell over but I realized that the Stewarts might have heard me calling them and were signaling that they were there.
I walked closer to the gunshots and found Emily sitting in the snow with three coats on. Timmy and Mr. Stewart were holding guns and had no coats on. They looked freezing.
“Oh, great! It’s just her!” Emily shouted.
“Do you know where we are?” Timmy asked me.
“Did you make markers?”
“So, you’re lost?”
“I wouldn’t say lost.”
“Ugh! Why don’t you just go back to Florida?” Emily shouted.
“I think we’re still in Florida,” I said.
“UGH!” Emily screamed. She pushed me. I fell into the snow. I gave just a loud of a scream as I had when Ryan grabbed me.
“DARCY!” Emily screamed back. That was the last thing I remember before everything went dark.
“THAT’S HOT!” I screamed. I found myself in my Momma’s room on her bed. There was a washcloth on my arm.
“Glad you’re up,” Momma said startled. I tried to breathe.
“What happened?” I asked.
“Word in this house is that you’re a hero,” Momma said putting another washcloth on my arm.
“Hero?” I asked.
“They say you gave a horrible scream and that they found where you were when you screamed,” Momma said.
I was surprised Emily didn’t take the credit.
“Now about you getting out of the car,” Momma said. I gave a weak smile.
“Well I guess since you’ve saved some lives it’s ok,” Momma smiled. I gave her a hug.
“Why are putting super-hot washcloths on my arm?” I asked.
“You got your first ever case of frost nip,” Momma said. “Donna said to just put some hot washcloths on your arms and it would go away.”
“You never told me what you wanted for Christmas,” Momma said. “And Christmas is Tuesday.”
“What I want for Christmas is a place to call home,” I mumbled.
“You want a Barbie home?” Momma asked surprised.
“Never mind,” I said.
“There’s nothing you want?” Momma asked surprised.
“Not that I can think of,” I said.
“I know our sudden move has been difficult for you,” Momma said. “And I know you want to go back to Miami and I know you wish you’ve never come here but we’re here now and there’s no turning back.”
Momma got up and left the room. I put my head on the pillow. Why can’t we just go back to Miami and pretend like this never happened?
“Why God?” I asked and then I cried.
“There she is!” Mr. Rivers shouted as Mr. Steve carried me back downstairs. Just about everyone in the town was down there and they were clapping for me.
“What you did today was very brave,” Mrs. Rivers said giving me a hug. I smiled.
“Who’s hungry?” Ms. Donna asked. Everyone walked into the restaurant and sat down. As I tried to eat my beef carrot stew just about everyone came up to me and told me how ‘brave’ I was.
“Hi Natalie,” Timmy said walking up to me.
“Hi Timmy,” I smiled.
“Thanks for what you did today,” Timmy said. “Most people in this town wouldn’t risk their lives for a Stewart.”
“Oh, I can’t believe that,” I kinda sorta lied. I wouldn’t be surprised if someone did want to go save Mr. Stewart and Natalie. Timmy seemed different.
“Believe it,” Timmy said sitting down at the table where I was sitting with Regina and Erin.
“Well it was the right and Christian thing to do,” I said. Timmy smiled.
“My family doesn’t have a reputation for doing the Christian thing,” Timmy said. “Everyone in my family is stubborn and does what they want even if it’s wrong. So I just want to say thank you for actually caring enough to do the right thing.”
“It’s not a problem,” I shrugged. Timmy smiled.
“So how was it out in that blizzard?” Erin asked.
“Cold especially since Princess Emily kept complaining how cold she was and Grandpa made me give her my coat,” Timmy laughed.
I laughed too and let my eyes wonder over to the table where Darcy and Emily were sitting. Emily seemed to catch my glance and eyed me.
I turned back to Timmy who was telling the story of how Emily kept complaining how cold the snow was and that she didn’t want to stand.
I then started to think about Christmas this year. What would it be like? I looked out the window. My first white Christmas was also the first time I wished Christmas wouldn’t come.