Wings of Love by Jeanette Skutinik Page B

you.”  Amy blushed that he
had noticed.  “I wanted to look extra special today for
you and your family.”
    “You always look extra
special.”  Adam told her honestly. 
    Adam took Amy by the arm through the wooden
screen door and entered the mudroom. The door slapped loudly
against the frame as they entered a second door that led them to
the kitchen.  The room was filled with a mixture of
fragrances.  The chicken and pumpkin pies were the most
noticeable of the aromas.
    “Hi mom,” Adam said to a gray haired, short
woman who stood in front of  the open oven door as she
checked on the biscuits.  When she stood up he placed a
kiss on her cheek.
    “Hello Adam.  It is good to see
you,” she placed her hands on her hips.  “Amy Makowski it
is certainly good to see you again!”  Mrs. LaPointe gave
her a hug.
    “Thank you,” Amy smiled warmly at
her.  “It was nice of you to invite us over.”
    Adam was pleased noticing that Amy had said
us instead of me.  It felt good to have someone in his
life to share it with.  He stood by admiring Amy as she
listened to his mom explaining how she made her fried
chicken. 
    “Mom, how long until dinner?”  Adam
asked taking a key off the hook by the phone. He decided to put on
his Carhartt coveralls and boots while he waited for her to
answer.
    “Oh I’d say about twenty minutes,” she
replied adding some more wood to the stove.  “I have
everything done so you kids just go on and enjoy yourselves.”
    “We’ll be back by then.”  Adam
handed a snowmobile suit and boots to Amy that he found in the
mudroom.  “Here put these on.” 
    “What do you have up your sleeve now, Adam
LaPointe?”  Amy questioned him with a puzzled look on her
face.
    “I have something I want to show
you.”  He looked at her standing there in her oversized
attire.  “You’re really turning me on now,” he whispered
into her ear with a smirk on his face.
    “I bet.”  Amy slapped him on the
arm as she rolled her eyes.
    Adam grabbed her hand leading her back
outside to the tool shed.  He jumped onto a snowmobile,
started it up then handed Amy a helmet.  “Hop on,” he
shouted over the engine.  She got on behind him and
reached around his waist to hold on tight.  He drove out
of the tool shed, past the large gray barn and down the lane.
    Adam followed the paths that wove around
acres of land owned by his family for generations.  He
continued over the fields then through a thick forest of black
walnut trees that had lost all their leaves for winter. Adam
took a path on the left that you would have missed if you didn’t
know it was there.  He speed up a steep hill then stopped
where the path appeared to end.
    Adam got off the snowmobile and helped Amy
down.  He took her by the hand and walked between two
large pine trees.  They entered a clearing that was
surrounded by more pine trees dusted with snow.  In the
center was the tallest pine tree of all.
    “My great, great grandfather planted this
when he first came here.”  Adam touched the trunk of the
tree proudly.
    “It’s magnificent Adam.”  Amy said
as the beauty of it all took her breath away.  “It feels
so surreal.”
    “I wanted to share it with
you.”  Adam took a pocketknife out of his
coveralls.  “This has always been my secret
place.” 
    Adam carved the initials A. L. + A.M. into
the fifty foot pine tree.  “You’ve found a special place
in my heart Amy Makowski.”  He took her in his arms and
kissed her. “I hope I’ve found a place in yours.”  He
lifted her up and placed her on the snowmobile.  “We
better get back.”  As Amy held him close he could feel
the warmth of her breath on his neck .  Even in a
snowmobile suit on the coldest day of the year this woman could make me hot with desire .
    Adam took Amy back to the house and parked
the snowmobile in the tool shed.  They took off their
winter gear and went back into the