[Shenandoah]

Zach sputtered as the snowball that had collided with his face fell away. "What the hell?" He reflexively stepped up into the armoire to get to her and was increasingly shocked by the depth. "How did snow get in here?"

"Morgan, actually... But everyone calls me Fay. And you are?" At that point, she had stopped by the entry of the study room she had decided to use. Opening the door, she had the instant impression of someone vanishing into the large wardrobe in the room. "Huh?" she said eloquently, surprised, not immediately noticing the slowly melting snow that was forming a slick puddle before the large carved piece of furniture.