I watched them get into position, ready to leave.
But before we took the first official step, I held up a hand.
"Wait."
They turned to me, looking surprised.
The snow could start falling any moment. And the wind was already so cold. Instead of delaying any longer, it was better to take out what I had prepared.
"Just hold on a bit. I'll be back with something."
I walked over to the troller and pulled out three carefully folded bundles. Luckily, I didn't forget and bury them too deeply.
I smiled, my hand brushing against the fabric.
These weren't full, heavy coats like mine—mostly because these three were walking furnaces who would overheat the moment they started working—but it was still warm as I had designed something special for them.
