Epilogue

Ten years later

"Brother Liam! What are you doing out there?!"

I tore my gaze away from the light fluttering of snowflakes and glanced back at our house curiously.

A fiery little girl came flying out the back door with a flurry of blankets.

And before I even knew what had happened, I was bombarded with a pile of soft wool and pulled down to her height by the blanket hooked over my head.

A familiar head of warm hazelnut curls and bright silver eyes popped up into my view with a big pout gracing her lips. Not caring for the fact that I was a full ten years older than her, she harshly scolded, "It's too cold out here! Are you trying to make Mom and Dad worry?"

I chuckled softly at her antics.

Though she was a tad overprotective, I had to admit that it was getting a bit too cold for me to handle, but I honestly liked the snow too much to give it all up.

After all, it was my favorite season.

It was the time of year when all the best things in my life happened.

Getting saved by Mom