Horses, Rivers, & Trains

Horses, Rivers, & Trains. 

Here is a little snippet of what I writing.

“Maybe ‘Ol Chief Nampa/Big Foot knew we were watching and was too scared to come out and play.” Reed put his arm over my shoulder.  I shivered.  “Cold?” he tightened his grip.

More lost and confused.  “No, no.  A muscle spaz.” I said.

Reed stopped by the side of Maura’s house, pulled me closer and wrapped both arms around my waist.  “I hoped you were cold so I could keep you warm.”

My arms at my side not sure what to do; Return the hug or stand still?  Reed eased back and cupped my face with his hands.