Saranac Lake, Upstate New York, Sunday
There had been snow. Rather a lot of it. Normally this would make the roads nearly impassable for a station wagon. The roads he had to travel on anyway. The plows hadn't gotten to them yet.
But fortunately he had an advantage in the form of a magic sword. He was able to use it to clear the road, though it left him rather exhausted by the time he got to his mother and Faust's house. He would later claim that as the reason he was so utterly unable to defend himself from the barrage of snowballs that his sisters pelted him with.
[Establishy naturally. NFB due to distance.]
But fortunately he had an advantage in the form of a magic sword. He was able to use it to clear the road, though it left him rather exhausted by the time he got to his mother and Faust's house. He would later claim that as the reason he was so utterly unable to defend himself from the barrage of snowballs that his sisters pelted him with.
[Establishy naturally. NFB due to distance.]