“Why are we out here?” she asked him as her heels sank further into the snow-soaked earth. “It’s cold and we’re missing the fireworks!”
“The lights from the city are too bright; between them and the fireworks, you wouldn’t be able to see what’s about to happen. Besides, you can see fireworks next year. I thought you said you wanted to start the new year with something exciting,” he said, teasingly.
She grumbled and tried to join him where he sat on a boulder with a blanket. “I should have said ‘warm,’ too.”
“Hush up and watch.”
As the stars began to fall, she did just that.