Chapter 65

• STORY 35-
• TWO BAGS OF SUGAR-
• When Lois first unlatched the locked windows of the Lake Agnes Tea House, she stood there quietly to bask in the natural beauty. She felt the cold mountain breeze rush against her face, encircle her neck, and blow back her blond hair. The air was as fresh and crisp as it had been every year that she opened the seasonal tea house. And the view was as glorious as it ever had been. Sheer rock faces spiked with narrow pine trees. Placid waters of the great lake. White clouds passing along the blue brightness of the skies and sliced by the sharp mountain peaks as they moved ever forward.