"Fuck's sake!" Sadie shouted, throwing her phone across the lounge. Luckily it bounced on the sofa before toppling onto the soft fur rug in front of the fireplace, otherwise, it would probably have smashed into a million expensive but useless pieces. "Sadie! Language!" Mum admonished. She never was one to tolerate cursing; she considered it most unladylike. But Sadie was so riled, she ignored the warning. "Fucking snow! T...