Marina and Dima are snowed in at a country house. Two adults who have known each other for years meet by the fireplace. Mood: quiet anticipation. anticipation and a growing connection.
Snow had been falling for four hours, thick and almost horizontal, covering the windows and turning the evening into a white wall.
— Well? Dima asked from across the room.
She turned. He was crouching by the fireplace, adding a log,
without looking at her. But his still shoulders told Marina
he was waiting for an answer as anxiously as she was.
Their hands met for a moment longer than expected, and they both pretended not to notice.