Rachel felt the antlers dig into her back. She giggled, looking down at Johnny. His little rudolph nose glowing brightly. He stared at her with his big brown innocent eyes. She gathered him up in her arms, brushing the cold snow off his dark blue jacket. As they walked towards the house, Johnny's dark brown antlers hit the black spruce tree, falling off his head. He wasn't crying for it, so Rachel let them be, watching the brown of the antlers blend in with the white of the snow. When they got inside, she saw him laying out a map of Lima. "Babe, you know you have a GPS right?" She asked him. Finn always insisted on doing things the old fashioned way, never wanting to learn anything new. He was so stubborn, but that's what she loved about him.
"Why use GPS? It's faster this way. Trust me." So she did. She laughed at him as she put Johnny down on the couch, his snowflakes already melting.
She walked into their bedroom, a feeling of joy taking over her. "I think we're going to like it here."