It had been a long weekend for Mrs. Frosty. She had really missed Brad Frosty. They’d been married for 8 years.They had a plain life, but their scrapbooks were full of good, no great, memories.
Frosty had spent the weekend at the highly anticipated “Snow in Vegas Conference”. All the glimmer and glam of Vegas had certainly influenced his otherwise unassuming style. Suddenly, he was blingin’ while singin’ Wayne Newton songs.
Mrs. Frosty, was much relieved when he blew in the front door of their modest, yet comfortable (dare I say warm) home. Olivia was momentarily taken aback at his new Sparkle heavy look.
“Oh, Brad Frosty! Looks like you’ve got some new memories for our scrapbook!”
He gave a look to the Sky and gave her an “Eskimo” kiss.