" We’d just settled on the couch to watch a horror movie--with a bowl of buttery popcorn between us--when Josh’s cell phone rang. He looked at it. “My dad.”
He answered. “Hey, Dad…no, I’m fine. After you called last night, I, uh, I actually came over to Ashleigh’s to make sure she was okay and the weather was so bad that I ended up staying.” He grimaced. “Yes, sir, I know. I behaved.” He rolled his eyes. “When will you be back?” He mouthed, “Tomorrow” and then said, “That’s what I figured. Snow has us packed in, so I’ll dig us out tomorrow.” He winked at me. "

― Rachel Hawthorne , Snowed In