.. not that it mattered, the snowplows didn’t plow Wolf Creek for ten days. Sheets hung on the line froze instantly. It was so cold that the thermom...eter froze.And I, like an idiot, forced my way to the Avocado garage day after day and spent hours trying to start the diesel engines in the Patton and the recovery crawler ... I didn’t know that diesel fuel gels in extreme cold and wouldn’t pass the injectors. This was cold like I’d never felt before. My snow pac boots froze to my feet and had to. ”“Mark. I don’t know about this. I love making milk for you, but this is a whole another level.”“Honey, you’d be making milk for babies. Isn’t that a good cause?”“I guess.”“Then it’s settled. I’ll pick up a pump tomorrow after work.”She knew better than to argue with him when he’d made up his mind. She just sighed quietly and tried to wrap her mind around making milk for sale. At least it would help babies.The next evening saw Mark excitedly unboxing a new pump. “I can’t wait to try this on. At least I was sitting in the back with Julie, and we would be able to hold hands all the way.Dad did make me physically check that I had the directions to my new lodgings and what he called my ‘joining instructions’ before he started the car; he grinned as he said that it was a long enough journey without having to turn round after thirty miles because I’d forgotten something vital!While I had my branny spanker new briefcase open, Mum slipped me a little plastic pouch of 10p coins.“You do. Her full, pouty lips were painted with a thick, creamy coatof Softsilver Rose lipstick. Her one-and-one-half-inch, square-cutsculptured nails were the same silvery-rose hue, and gave her hands along, slender, feminine appearance. She was obviously a devotee of BigHair; her full, fluffy blonde waves surrounded her head like a goldenhalo, softly caressing her shoulders and back. She was part Angel, partVixen.It took a moment to realize she was ME.Mimi entered quietly while I was lost in my.