Light spilled out onto the veranda as the front door to their house was opened and Bill came stalking down the front steps. Maggie's figure hung back in the light of the door, pulling her cardigan tighter around her body to fend off the chill.

"Heaven above, what have you done to yourself, my girl?!" Bill called out, rushing to open the gate to let them inside the yard.

Lena smiled to show she was okay. "Don't worry, old man," she said affectionately. "I just fell. It'll be fine in the morning."

Bill grumbled under his breath. He pulled the gate wide enough to allow them to enter.

Kit glared...