Justin went back to sleep before the sun came back up. Irish woke up to his body
practically on top of hers, with his arms tightly wrapped around hers. She tried to get from out of his grip ,but he was
strong. "Justin?" She cleared her throat and found her voice. "Justin ?! You got to let go. " At that moment he tightened his
grip more. Irish started to laugh and squirm more. "I have to go to the bathroom and you aren't making it better." Justin
open one eye and looked at her before reluctantly letting her go. She got up giggling as she hurried to the bath room.
Justin open both eyes as he got up and walked to the front door. The sun heated the snow more than yesterday. The front
stoop was full of slush.
Irish quietly walked up behind Justin and saw the outdoors. It then hit her why he had
such a tight grip on her before. Today's the day she had been waiting for and scared to meet. The he was going home. She
looked at the clock as to remember the exact time her heart broke. 7am. Her eyes closed as they walked away from the door
and got ready to eat one more time together.
~7:30 am~ "Okay, everyone make sure you are bundled up." Mr. Peterson
told them. "The sun is shining warm enough to melt the snow. It is still freezing for our bodies. Now Mr. Chasez and
Mrs. Harless, you are the only two come with me and my crew. I want you to be prepared for the fact this might be a
search and recover. Okay, let's move out." Mr. Peterson told everyone as the fifteen people climbed in the three rescue
vehicles. Lynn sat next to JC and whispered in his ear. "Josh, `search and recover'?" JC sighed and closed his eyes
before answering. "It's a term for a person not alive and just missing." Lynn grabbed his hand and gripped it tight
as she worried, tears falling fast.
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