Chapter 19
When I arrived at Sainte-Catherine Street, I was breathless and way too wired, so I slowed down near the corner and took a second to steady my nerves. Didn’t want to contaminate Lei with my own anxiety. I glanced up at the lamp post—flakes were dancing in the light. November third, and winter was already at our doorstep. Little Andrew had come with the first snow. Cleansing, I thought.
I looked down at my gray coat—it was covered with crystal flakes. The wind was picking up, but it was too early in the season for a full-blown storm. As I walked up to the glass door of the Knight store, I immediately spotted Lei behind the corner, and again, the sight of him took my breath away. He wore a fitted navy blue sweater I knew would give his dark eyes a beautiful sheen. Even from wher
