The moon still showed above the house across the street. A light snow had fallen on Christmas Eve, and heading toward the covered bridge was pure Currier & Ives. Large gray clouds tinged with pink moved slowly across the sky. Up at the fairgrounds the sun rose over the eastern mountains, streaking the clouds in front with coral and gold. Silhouettes of bare trees stood before them, creating broad stripes of luminous color that alternated with black. A fox had been foraging before dawn and dropped a piece of her Christmas dinner for Pepper to find and carry home. By now, patches of sky between the clouds had turned an intense, brilliant blue.