She mumbled something under her breath and tried to roll over. Soft, cushiony material pressed against her face. Her eyes snapped open. She was on the couch, and Jeff was standing over her. The dogs were whining and snarling to go outside.“Olivia, wake up. You need to see the snow outside. What do you want me to do with the dogs? They’re not going to be able to maneuver, the snow’s too deep. Do you want me to get the snowblower out and do the driveway first so they can do what they have to do?”Olivia struggled to get her wits about her. “What…what time is it?”Jeff looked down at the oversize watch on his wrist. “Almost five. It stopped snowing a little while ago.”Olivia swung her legs over the side of the couch. “A little while ago? Didn’t you sleep?”“Not much. I did doze off from time to time. The dogs slept with me. Do you believe that?”Olivia stood up. No, she didn’t believe that. Little traitors, she thought uncharitably. “What was the question again?
