Blue Moon (Blue Mountain Book 2) by Tess Thompson

Author:Tess Thompson [Thompson, Tess]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Booktrope Editions
Published: 2015-08-08T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

AFTER I DONNED the boots and the ski jacket, Ciaran helped me clip my feet into the snowshoes and handed me a set of poles. He demonstrated how it was similar to walking on regular ground except that you must widen your stance an inch in either direction to make it easier on your hips. “Use the poles for balance and momentum but really it’s not that different from hiking,” he assured me.

He indicated that I should follow him. “Just try to mimic what I do.”

I did as he asked, pleased to see that he hadn’t lied. Snowshoeing was actually quite easy, although it was clearly a good cardio workout, as I was huffing and puffing in a matter of minutes. We kept on, passing by the big house, where my nieces stood in the front room watching from the window. When I waved with a pole, they clapped and jumped up and down like I was a star athlete in a parade. With one last wave of my pole, I continued watching Ciaran’s backside, quite a nice view, in his black ski pants. We walked past the lake. The edges were frozen solid, but in the middle large pieces of ice floated in a haphazard pattern. We headed onto a flat section of property, blanketed in snow, Ciaran’s tracks from earlier hinting to where we were headed. As far as I could see, the tracks continued across the meadow and into a gaggle of firs heavy with snow. The cloud cover had moved in again, and the gray sky possessed a stillness that comes before a snowfall. Close skies before a snowfall always made me feel lonesome, as if time had frozen and I was the only remaining person in the world. I was a yard or so behind Ciaran but kept pace, trying to match his gait but falling short by several inches so that our tracks became longer than if I’d been able to put my shoe in the exact same spot as his. He stopped, turning back to look at me as I approached. “You’re doing well,” he said. “I knew you’d be a natural. I’ll slow up a bit so we can walk side by side?”

I nodded, catching my breath before making a comment about it being great exercise. He handed me a bottle of water and waited for me to take a sip before taking one of his own and sliding it into the mesh side pocket of his pack. We set out as promised, side by side. I didn’t say much, concentrating on breathing, but the exercise seemed to energize him.

“Did Blythe tell you our mother didn’t name us until we were two years old?”

I nodded yes. “She waited until she knew you, right? Tried to match your name to your personality?’

“That’s right.”

My sister and I had marveled over this strangeness, remarking that it was as eccentric as our mother, only in a different way. “Will you remind me what they all mean?” I asked.

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