[chapter seven]
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~Madelyn's POV~
Next time I have something mildly complimentary to say to Gordon, someone remind me to keep it to myself.
I mean, he's the one that's been a jerk to me. Today, last time I interviewed him, Martinsville.
I try to be reasonable and professional, and he's all pissy.
Whatever.
I'm just gonna eat something, retreat to a bedroom and sleep until spring.
Good plan.
"Think we should start with the freezer?" Jeff asks, leading me into the kitchen by the light of his pathetic little candle.
I smirk to myself, choking back a laugh at my dirty mind when Jeff whirls around and almost catches me on fire.
"Watch out!" I jump backwards as he narrowly avoids disaster.
"Um. Sorry." Jeff mutters, turning back around.
What's this? Meek Jeff? What happened to I'm An Asshole Jeff?
"Freezer sounds good. I call dibs on any ice cream." I say instead of making a nasty comment about his sudden change in demeanor.
"Mint chocolate chip?" Jeff asks with a small smile and I laugh.
"Yeah." I smile in return, remembering the pint he and I shared the first time I met him.
Back when he wasn't … well, who he is now. When he was just a timid guy with a shy smile. When he was humble and gentlemanly and kind.
And not…
Well, anyway.
I glance out the window and by the dim light of the moon can see what looks like a ton of snow dropping quickly to the ground. Damn. I can't even see my rental car anymore. I look down and thank god I'm wearing comfortable clothing. Looks like I'm going to be wearing it for a while.
"Maddy…" Jeff begins, setting the candle down as he digs around the kitchen for something that requires neither light nor heat to eat.
Maddy?
Uh-Oh.
"What?" I say, my voice sounding harsher than I meant.
"I was just gonna say…can we just…how about a truce, huh? Jesus, don't jump down my throat."
I look down to the ground and nod slightly. "Sorry. I'm just…I'm tired, I'm hungry, and I'm stranded. I'm not good at blizzard, emergency situations."
Jeff laughs a little at me. "It's okay. I just…I know the last time I saw you…"
"A truce sounds good to me."
"Friends?"
"Well, let's not get carried
away."