His breath misted the air when he leaned into the window。
〃Don't forget to pack a dress。 We'll be going out。〃 He grinned and
popped a featherlight kiss on the tip of her nose。 〃Now； go； before the
snow gets here。〃
She went。
Thanksgiving wasn't nearly as bad as Anne had expected。 She spent it at
her parents' house with their usual crowd； and； yes； she missed Jeff。
But there were interesting people to talk with； and chaos enough to
pretend that Jeff might just be off in another room。 Her major
disfort proved to be a stomachache from eating more heavily than she
had in a year； but an antacid and a long walk with her father eased that
pain。
Work kept her busy； as did； to her dismay； unfinished business relating
to the plane crash。 The FAA had finally e through with its findings；
and Anne's lawyer had filed suit against the airline…a small； privately
owned one…for the inadequate upkeep and safety…check procedure of its
craft。
Anne had always known that the suit was a possibility； but her appetite
for it had waned。 Not so Jeff's parents' appetite。 They kept the lawyer
on the case even after Anne asked them to stop。
Now the wheels of justice were turning。 The lawyer called her in for
meeting after meeting。 Rarely did a day go by when he didn't phone her
with one question or another。 The latest word was that there would be a