Snow

Gideon stopped and looked at the tree. She didn't know what had made her put the orange donkey at the top, but there it was. "The outdoor tree," her mother had called it. "Why was that?" asked Simon. Gideon looked at him while she brushed snow off her mittens. "Maybe because it's outside," she said. "Ah," he said, never noticing the look on her face. She wondered if his glasses would steam up if she kissed him.