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sweater. She
looked around at the others walking to and from their vehicles in
the garage, many of them were dressed like Brian, sweaters but no
coats. A few of them had on thin jackets, one woman even had on a
skirt with no nylons or socks.
    "How are they not freezing?" She wondered
aloud, silently chiding herself for again speaking whatever came to
mind, she hadn’t talked out of turn this much with a man since her
dad. Brian didn’t seem to notice, or care.
    "We’re used to it, people bundle up for the
first few weeks of winter, but by the end of December we’re used to
the cold, and days like today are considered heat waves."
    "But, it’s only forty degrees!"
    "It’s been a cold winter; the day I left it
was ten below. We’re almost there." Ten below! Why couldn’t she
have married someone from a warmer clime? It looked like she had
better get used to it, this was home now.
    She thought about what kind of a car he would
drive, he was a bachelor and a lawyer, and in her experience, they
tended to drive sports cars, the flashier, the better. He was also
very down to earth and modest; she could also see him in a sedan,
maybe even a pick up truck. She was completely surprised when he
pointed his key fob at a deep blue SUV. It looked like something a
soccer mom would drive, she had to stifle a laugh as he opened the
back hatch to put his bags in.
    "Go ahead and get in." She did as he said and
slid into the passenger seat, she looked around, it was really nice
with plush leather seating, and a large computer screen type
control above the heat controls. She noticed a small silver cross
and a miniature football with a green and white "G" on it hanging
from the rearview mirror. The door opened and Brian climbed into
the driver’s seat.
    "Is this your favorite team or something?"
She asked, pointing the football.
    "Yeah, the Packers, I’m a big fan, my whole
family is. Do you like football?" He pulled out of the spot and
started winding through the garage. The heat kicked in and it felt
good on her chilled skin.
    "I’ve never seen it, are the Packers an Iowa
team? I don’t really know how all of that works." He must find her
chatter amusing rather than infuriating, because he laughed
again.
    "No, Iowa doesn’t have an NFL team. They’re
the Wisconsin team."
    "Oh, I see. I’m a little surprised you drive
an SUV, I pegged you for more of a sedan or a sports car kind of
guy, maybe even a pick up truck, but definitely not an SUV guy."
Yet again, speaking her thoughts as they came to her, Jack would
have slapped her already for her incessant questioning, but Brian
seemed to enjoy their conversation.
    He flashed her a smile; "Truck’s at home, and
I traded in the sports car and bought both the truck and the
Durango when I moved back. I like this, it gets decent gas mileage,
has plenty of room for hauling things, enough seats for passengers,
and it’s a Dodge."
    "You prefer Dodges?"
    "Yup, you can blame my grand-dad for that
one. What kind of food are you in the mood for?"
    "Waffles? Is that okay?" She hadn’t had them
since she was a little girl, and nothing sounded more delicious at
that moment, though he’d asked the question, she was still afraid
he may not like her answer.
    He had been nice since she met him…too nice,
no one had ever done that much, given that much and not expected
anything in return from her. She kept waiting for the other shoe to
drop, for her to do or say something out of line, and for him to
lose his control. She knew that in some men that took next to
nothing. She’d have to keep her guard up, but for some reason that
was hard to do around Brian.
    "Of course, why wouldn’t that be okay? I love
Waffles. There’s a diner up here on the corner."
    After an amicable and filling breakfast of
fresh fruit and the most delicious waffles she had ever tasted they
headed toward the mall.
    "Oh, you know what? We need to make a stop
before we get to the mall, you need a cell phone." A phone? Why