Snow
Tess shook her head as she watched Tommy and Brendan, trying to remember when exactly shoveling the walkway for her and the girls had turned into a full blown snowball fight. Presently Tommy was winning, but Brendan was managing to trudge through the onslaught until he had both his hands on his brother's jacket and then managed to flip Tommy into the snowdrift behind him. Tommy was wilier than he'd given him credit for, and he hooked an ankle around Brendan's feet, taking him with him.
Tess shook her head as they both popped up, Brendan slipping both his arms around his brother in half hug, half tackle. Tommy let out a noise that was something close to a yelp, though she was sure he would deny it later. She'd let him, just like she'd let Brendan deny the not so manly yell he gave when his little brother shoved snow down his back. She wondered what it was about some snow that turned her normally sober men into little boys.
She shook her head as she went to get towels and a mat for the floor. She couldn't say she minded, not really.
