The next morning, Danny woke Rachel early.

"Rachel, Rachel, it's snowing!" he shouted in her ear.

"What are you talking about?" she groaned and rolled over, pulling her pillow over her head.

"I said it's snowing. It's all white outside. Let's get our sleds and go play."

"Can't be," grumbled Rachel. "It's summer. Doesn't snow in summer. Go back to bed." And she burrowed under her blanket.