A nod to Tess Gerritsen and TNT: Thank you for creating these lovely characters that we love to play with at times.
As Jane and Maura walk out of the Dirty Robber, Maura pulls up the collar of her winter coat.
"Brrr, I do believe there has been a significant drop in the temperature while we were eating dinner."
"I'll say! It's damn cold." Jane reaches in the pocket of her peacoat for her hat. As she puts it on, she sniffs the air. "Smells like snow."
Maura scoffs. "Jane, snow does not have an odor."
Jane raises an eyebrow. "Excuse me, I didn't say that SNOW smelled, I meant that the smell of the air indicates the possibility of snow. A lot of people that have grown up in New England will say the same thing." Snowflakes begin to fall as Jane finishes her sentence.
"Ha! See? Told you it smelled like snow!" Jane laughs in glee. Maura rolls her eyes and shakes her head. Jane notices the snowflakes sticking to her black coat. She stops under the glow of a street light.
"Look, Maura."
Maura looks at the perfect snowflake resting on Jane's sleeve. "It's beautiful, Jane. Did you know that a snowflake is an ice crystal, typically displaying sixfold symmetry? The shape of a snowflake is determined primarily by the temperature and humidity at which it is formed. Most of the time, their shape is irregular, but temperature below 27 degrees promotes thin and flat crystals like the one on your sleeve."
"Like the one that WAS on my sleeve." Maura looks up at Jane's sad, puppy face. "Your explanation melted our beautiful snowflake, Maura." Maura slaps Jane's shoulder.
"Don't worry about one melted snowflake, Detective. I do believe there will be a multitude of snowflakes for you to try to catch again tonight." Maura smiles at Jane as they hold hands and make their way to the car in the swirling snow.
Hi everyone! I know I said I would be posting updates on the weekends, but I had to add this short one for the snowstorm we are currently having. We are having a multitude of flakes!