Mistborn

I'm in a store together with my siblings. There's a stand with candy next to us. We are trying to find something to buy. A. is searching for milk chocolate with nuts, but she can't find any. There are lots of other kinds of candy though. There's many kinds of chocolate, for example white chocolate with fruit in and candy canes. I pick up a packet of candy canes and consider buying them, but I think that it isn't Christmas now, so I shouldn't but them, besides, the packet looks old and dusty.

We walk around the store and see what else there is. Behind a wall there's a man making rubber boots. I watch him for a while. I notice that the leg part of the boots are long tubes that he cuts of to the appropriate length with ordinary scissors.

After we're done browsing we leave and go home. When I'm on my way home it starts snowing. There's a blizzard and I can barely move because the wind is so strong. I notice that I am wearing plastic bags on my feet and think that's good, because I wouldn't want my feet to get wet. I am however worried that my feet will get too cold.

After a while I manage to get to the front door. I walk through it. When I come inside everyone else has already gone to bed. I decide to go sit outside for a while. I go outside and sit on the porch. It is no longer snowing and I don't get cold, but there is still snow on the ground.

While I sit there I hear a knocking on the back door. I look over the snow pile next to me and see a middle aged man standing outside the door. I remember that everyone else is sleeping so I decide to open the door for him. I go inside and walk to the back door. I open it.

The man says that he knows my mother and has come there to tell her something. I say that she has gone to bed. He tries to get inside and says that he loves her. I notice that he's drunk. He comes inside and starts to recite a love poem he's written. I look over to the next room where mom usually sits and notice that she's sitting there, even though the lights are out. She is watching me and I know that she has heard what the man has said. She comes over to us and start talking to the man. I leave.

The next day mom tells me that she's engaged. I think it's weird that she'd get engaged to a drunk guy I've never seen before, but I try to be supportive.