I tried not to stare at him but it was hard not to. He reminded me of that story that I could not remember the name of. Snow White was busy glaring at josh to keep up. " I just did not want snow to get hurt." 

Birds were still on some of the trees, looking as if they were not cold at all. They hummed sweet melodies as if it were not in the middle of winter. "Birds are still out here in this weather?" my voice cracked a little since my face felt numb. my eyes stopped looking at him and moved to the birds as if they were the best thing I have seen all day.

When we were coming close to the shelter Avenant told us about, I took a tiny glimpse at it since it was in clear view now. My book that I had been carrying started to fall out of my hands. Luckily when it dropped to the ground, snow managed to grab it. She looked at it as if it were a artifact from thousands of years ago. "You got you're grandmothers book." Her hands touched it gently as if it would fade from her hands if she dared to let it go. "We should not lose this in the snow, dear. I will keep it in safe keeping until we get in that suspicious looking shelter." She held onto the book and I watched her carefully, not saying a word but knowing that she would not lose it.