Snow Day

By Kristine Kathryn Rusch

When Gabriella finds herself stranded at O’Hare airport because of an epic snowstorm, she hopes she will still make it to Thanksgiving dinner with her family.

But as the storm rages on, she begins to look for new ways to entertain herself. Until the moment when one word from a handsome man at a nearby gate will make her question a pivotal decision from long ago—and might just offer the key to a happy ending.  

A heartwarming story of self-discovery and second chances.

“Rusch is a great storyteller.”

—RT Book Reviews

• Language: English
• Publisher: WMG Publishing
• Release date: Nov 13, 2017
• ISBN: 9781386650706

Kristine Kathryn Rusch

USA Today bestselling author Kristine Kathryn Rusch writes in almost every genre. Generally, she uses her real name (Rusch) for most of her writing. Under that name, she publishes bestselling science fiction and fantasy, award-winning mysteries, acclaimed mainstream fiction, controversial nonfiction, and the occasional romance. Her novels have made bestseller lists around the world and her short fiction has appeared in eighteen best of the year collections. She has won more than twenty-five awards for her fiction, including the Hugo, Le Prix Imaginales, the Asimov’s Readers Choice award, and the Ellery Queen Mystery Magazine Readers Choice Award. Publications from The Chicago Tribune to Booklist have included her Kris Nelscott mystery novels in their top-ten-best mystery novels of the year. The Nelscott books have received nominations for almost every award in the mystery field, including the best novel Edgar Award, and the Shamus Award. She writes goofy romance novels as award-winner Kristine Grayson, romantic suspense as Kristine Dexter, and futuristic sf as Kris DeLake.  She also edits. Beginning with work at the innovative publishing company, Pulphouse, followed by her award-winning tenure at The Magazine of Fantasy & Science Fiction, she took fifteen years off before returning to editing with the original anthology series Fiction River, published by WMG Publishing. She acts as series editor with her husband, writer Dean Wesley Smith, and edits at least two anthologies in the series per year on her own. To keep up with everything she does, go to kriswrites.com and sign up for her newsletter. To track her many pen names and series, see their individual websites (krisnelscott.com, kristinegrayson.com, krisdelake.com, retrievalartist.com, divingintothewreck.com). She lives and occasionally sleeps in Oregon.

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Snow Day

Kristine Kathryn Rusch

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Gabriella stood in front of the wall of windows at her gate, staring at the snow-covered runways, thumbs hooked on the back pockets of her favorite jeans. The grounded planes looked like the kinds of snow mounds she would have called mountains when she was a kid. If she was still ten, she would have led the charge to build a snow fort, whipping winds and thunder snow be damned .

Although, the occasional green lightning would have given her pause, even at ten.

The actual snowfall had lightened up in the last hour, but the weather app on her power-starved phone told her that condition was only temporary. Even more snow was blowing this way, from one of the worst blizzards to hit the Upper Midwest in decades.

Years of no snow over Thanksgiving had made her complacent. Hell, years of no snow over much of the winter had made her a believer in global warming. That wasn’t changing despite the snowstorm from hell; she was still a believer, but only because she had read the science behind it all.

More storms. More intense storms. And a lot more violent weather.

Yay, warming planet! Yay, the future! Yay, being stuck at O’Hare when she should have been home by now, debating whether or not to make an apple pie. Apple, you see, was the extra pie. Mom had declared long before Gabriella was born that Thanksgiving was not complete without mincemeat and pumpkin. Everything else was extra.

Mom had also declared that Thanksgiving would not be complete without Gabriella. She’d managed to spend twenty-seven of her twenty-eight Thanksgivings celebrating with her nuclear