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Snow Day part 13
Coffee is a good thing, Ernie thought as she looked out at the snow tumbling lazily down past the streetlights. The sky was only just starting to lighten behind the overcast. She'd caught a nap for a couple of hours while Carson watched over the three men, but the arrival of Dr. Elliott and a snowplow driver with a sprained ankle had wakened her. She took another sip and composed herself for the morning. Regardless of the weather, none of them were going to be able to get back to San Francisco in time for the morning shift. And with snow still falling, there wasn't going to be a helicopter coming to change that. ( She would have to call. )