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Something akin to panic assaulted Noah’s senses. Who or what was “Fanny”? A pet? A child? And was Fanny outside in that raging blizzard?

He went to Maddie’s side and tried to see out the same window. There was nothing outside but the density of whites that only a winter storm of this magnitude could produce. Noah glanced at Maddie, who had her good hand curled around the inside edge of the sink and seemed to be holding on for dear life. Her face was deathly pale, and what she was really doing up and dressed struck him like a ten-ton truck.