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162 SNOWBOUND
out to meet them? So they know we’re here? Because
if they don’t plow your road as far as the van…”
“They always do,” John said. Nothing like half a
dozen teenagers squeezing into the small room with
him and Fiona to kill the mood.
“But they might be in a hurry or something.”
“They probably know we’re here,” Fiona pointed
out. She had grabbed an already folded towel and
started refolding it the minute the door opened. “You
know Mr. Schneider probably let the highway department
know we were stranded up here.”
“You mean, you think they’re actually looking for
us?” Kelli marveled at the idea.
“Maybe we made the news,” speculated someone
just out of sight. Amy. Had to be Amy. “High School
Students Stranded.” Enraptured, she capitalized every
word. “They probably interviewed our parents and
showed pictures of us and everything.”
“We’re famous.” Hopper poked his head between
Kelli and Tabitha. “Wow. We’ll be girl magnets.”
“Guy magnets,” Kelli amended.
A babble of voices ensued. Fiona’s eyes met
John’s, every-so-briefly. Amusement, disbelief. Despite
her mussed hair, pink cheeks and swollen lips—
and, oh yeah, the closed laundry room door—her
students hadn’t given a thought to what she and John
had been doing.
They were adults. Invisible. Not worth speculating
about.
“Okay, okay,” she said, raising her voice in that way