“Soon be home.” Linda tried to sound cheerful. She glanced over at Judy who was shivering. “I'll get a fire going and we can dry off in front of it,” she smiled.
“Sounds wonderful,” Judy replied, smiling back at her. “I'm all wet and cold, and my clothes are sticking to me. !'ll probably have to peel them off,” she laughed.
I'd like to see that, thought Linda, with an inward smile.
Finally pulling up in Linda's driveway, they had to make a dash for the house, Judy carrying her things while Linda fumbled in her bag for the front door key.
Inside Judy dropped her bag at the foot of the stairs, unsure as to what she should do next or where to go.
Linda shook herself , and quickly kicked off her boots and discarded her coat, hanging it on a wall peg to dry. Then she turned, and seeing Judy standing there, dithering, helped her off with coat and shoes.
“How about that fire to warm us up. Hang on a minute.” Linda dashed upstairs, and returned a few minutes later with a couple of freshly laundered toweling robes. Handing one over to Judy, she pointed her in the direction of her lounge. “Slip your wet things off and put this on. I'll do the same in a minute. First though, I'll get that fire going and make us some hot chocolate with marshmallows. We can sit in front of the fire with our drinks and warm up.”