Rosetta already met Annika earlier that morning. She was a lean woman with a pair of gray-green eyes, had an average height, shoulder-length light brown hair, pale skin and coral lips. The thirty-ish woman was especially smiling sweetly at Yuri, Rosetta noticed. She did not want to think the widow had some feelings for her husband, but she could not blame her if she had since he had been nothing to her and her twins but caring and supportive. Who would not fall for a good man? And yet, she did not like this idea. Her jealous self could not accept that someone else was fantasizing her husband.
“What? Are you sure you want me to drive?” Rosetta’s breath fogged in front of her face as she questioned her husband. “This?” She gestured at the snowmobile before them. It had white, orange and blu
