When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0810

“Let’s roll a big snowball,” Paul said as he eagerly rolled up his sleeves, ready to start.

Miranda tilted her head and grinned. “Dr. Jefferson, let’s skip the snowball. How about we build a snowman instead? Wouldn’t that be better?”

Paul paused, clearly caught off guard.

“You said you can do everything, right? Let’s make a snowman even bigger than the kids‘!” Miranda was already scooping up snow, recalling the steps the children had taken earlier.

Not hearing any response, she glanced up. “Dr. Jefferson?”

“Build… a snowman?” he asked hesitantly.

“Yes!” Her eyes sparkled with excitement.

“Alright,” Paul agreed, crouching down to help.

Though this wasn’t what he had envisioned, he figured it couldn’t hurt to try. The results, however, were… less than stellar.

Miranda looked at the uneven lumps of snow before her. The two clumps, precariously stacked, were neither round nor symmetrical.

It had a narrow base and a wider top. They didn’t resemble a snowman–or anything recognizable, really. If one were forced to describe it, “two heaps of snow” would have to suffice.

She turned to Paul, her expression a mix of disbelief and suppressed amusement.

Paul awkwardly rubbed his nose. “I think… I wasn’t at my best again.”

tried to reassure

she tried to smooth things over, the more embarrassed Paul

Maybe we should head

Paul nodded, “Alright.”

he had to face a lifetime

their separate ways. The moment Miranda stepped into her living room, she paused

out his phone. Opening his chat with Silas, he typed, “Why didn’t

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you say you could

replied with a confused

me

I don’t want

you’re also giving up your doubled

sent him a shocked emoji, and Paul replied,

message immediately came, “Wait, don’t cancel it! Forget snowmen! If you want, I’ll teach you how to sculpt elephants out of

onto his bed, rolling around

lab and prepare for their impromptu snowman lesson. But when he got

They were all gone!

know it’s not that I don’t

Paul remained silent.

that doubled year–end

about it,” Paul

What?

the patches of melting snow on the roadside and muttered, “How did