Time, a pen, and a notebook. Those three items seem to be all Harry has while trapped miles away from his wife in the days leading up to Christmas. Will the freak snowstorm subside or will Harry be stuck waiting through a series of Silent Nights?

"wait," lauren called, running after her. "what's your name?" the girl stared for a while with a small smile on her face. "nothing you need to worry about." dont copy or imma cut you