It's late and the blizzard is just getting started. There's a knock at the door. It's Ethan. My neighbor's teenage son.
The heater broke at my house and my parents are away.
Could I maybe sleep here tonight, Mister Smith? The boy asks, shivering.
It's late and the blizzard is just getting started. There's a knock at the door. It's Ethan. My neighbor's teenage son.
The heater broke at my house and my parents are away.
Could I maybe sleep here tonight, Mister Smith? The boy asks, shivering.