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Faith’s life had been one of constant upheaval, and if she had learned anything, it was not only how to adapt to it but how to go beyond it. But maybe it was to be the great irony of her life that while she survived years of chaos, a few months as a lonely housewife in the frostbitten north had the power to finally do her in. “Stupid godforsaken frozen tundra,” she muttered, refusing to trespass in the dangerous territory of her past. As she dragged Wade’s suitcase off the bed, she looked out the window laced with frost to see the Fuller Brush man take a tumble on the slippery walkway of her neighbor’s house.
He hustled out of the room, holding his ponytail as if he feared we’d pull it. “Holy diatribe,” said Slip, trying not to smile. ” “Aw, I was just having some fun,” said Audrey, picking up her knitting again. She giggled. “I guess this is sort of a sisterly scene. ” “I’m Jo,” I said, putting my dibs in first. “I want to be Jo,” said Kari. “You’re Meg,” said Audrey. ” “But Beth dies,” said Merit. ” Audrey shook her head. “You’re the sweet one. Beth was the sweet one. Therefore you’re Beth. ” “If I’m Marmee,” said Slip, “then that makes you Amy.
She’ll dry,” said Faith, opening the door. In the entryway, they stomped snow off their boots, unwound mufflers from their necks, and crammed snow-caked gloves and mittens into their coat pockets. Faith held her forefinger to her lips and cocked her head to the staircase.