Isabella was just about ready to collapse. Shoveling one driveway was enough, but then she had to go make friends with the neighbors...
She chuckled in spite of herself. "Here," Phineas offered, sitting down across from her. He slid a mug of cocoa halfway down the table, and she got up to retrieve it.
As she reached, a lock of hair fell over her shoulder and into the nearby Advent candles.
Phineas' eyes bulged first, then hers.
"And that," she later recalled to her troop, "...Is how I accidentally got my Smell-Like-a-Burning-Match-for-Three-Weeks Patch."