“Why not both?” Jack asked as he took a drink of his own hot chocolate, eyes shifting to stare at the trees where the edge of Gail’s field set. “It sounds like a good idea.” he looked down at her, smiling softly. “Once we get warmed up with the chocolate we’ll head out. Okay?”
She nodded at him, smiling and finished her drink as fast as possible, feeling it warm her all the way down to her toes. She chugged it in fact, trying not to let him know she had burned her tongue a little as she leaned back a bit with a smack of her lips. “All done!”
And showed him the empty cup.
“..wow okay!” Jack laughs, and puts his own drink down his throat easily, one for hot drinks. He takes their cups into the kitchen and sets them into the sink, washing them quickly. “In that cupboard there you’ll find a bag we can use to carry the things in.” he says, gesturing with a foot.
Jack Maple 