Hart to Hart
Miserable Hart
Part Three
Max paced the floor with Freeway following him. The butler sighed as he wiped the sweat off his brow. He was happy that Mrs. H would be coming home, but the moment he turned on the TV his smile diminished when the meteorologist's hands hovered over the Los Angeles area.
"A snow storm will roll into the Los Angeles area in the next few hours, it will bring over a foot or more of snow." The meteorologist finished.
Max's eyes widen as he continued to pace the floor with a whimpering Freeway behind him. This wasn't good and he knew it, Max could only sigh because he knew what the next course of action had to be.
Jonathan entered the living room to see his friend nervously pacing the floor. He wanted to ask what was bothering him but the moment his eyes laid on the news broadcast another thought cross his mind.
"A Blizzard…." Jonathan said to himself.
Wasting no time Jonathan picked up phone and dialed the number to his office.
At the office, many people were watching the snow accumulate on the ground at an alarming rate. They looked to Dianne whose eyes were fixed on the phone. After a few moments the phone finally rang. Diane wasted no time in picking it up; she plastered a smile on her face before answering.
""Hart Industries, Diane speaking how can I help you?" Diane chimed.
"Hi Diane it's Jonathan, you need to clear out the building a blizzard is on its way here." Jonathan warned.
"Say no more we're heading out now, please take care Mr. Hart." Dianne said.
"You too." Jonathan said before hanging up the phone.
Jonathan could see something was bothering his friend and the constant whimpering from Freeway proved it. So taking a deep breath Jonathan decided it was time to get to the bottom of this.
"What's going on Max?" Jonathan finally asked.
"Um…well Mrs. H is coming back home, she's on a plane as we speak." Max finally said.
A sigh left Jonathan's lips, while he could feel his heart beating in his chest at the joy of his wife's return, he could also feel it beat even faster at the thought of his wife returning in a blizzard. With the blizzard almost here he knew he should stay and wait it out, but Jonathan refused to listen to his conscience. So he looked up at Max with a confident nod, for he knew what he had to do.
"Well let's head to the airport." Jonathan said enthusiastically.
Max smiled as he ran over to the closet and pulled out two winter coats along with two pairs of boots. As both men slipped on their boots and zipped up their coats a light smile formed across Jonathan's lips. He could see himself welcoming Jennifer back with a tight hug and warm kiss. He only hoped Mother Nature could hold off just a little bit longer, but he had a feeling that she would not comply.