This week with Arlene and Jeff:
...The trooper who had been driving stepped out to open their door for them. "Careful," he advised. "Looks like she hasn't shoveled her walk or steps lately."
The snow was crusted and frozen over. Selina took a couple of steps before she hit a soft spot and sank to her knees in the snow. It would have been slow going for the six-year-old, but the trooper scooped her into his arms even as the other trooper went on ahead to break a trail for Kayla.
The trooper holding Selina carefully made his way onto the porch before putting the child down. Kayla was perfectly capable of negotiating the frozen steps, but the other trooper continued to firmly hold her arm until she was safely on the porch.
Her protests died in her throat when the trooper quietly said, "Remember what the Colonel did to Buckmann? There is no way I'm going to risk your breaking an arm on icy steps."
Kayla's indignation died in her throat. "My husband would never do that to you."
The trooper shrugged. "No, but he would lose respect for me, and that's just as important. He expects us to take care of his family. Even if I make you mad at me in the process, I'll do my job."...
"Sorry," she quietly said.
Have a goodun;