Blizzard
The wheels spun uselessly in the snow, making a sorry attempt at a ‘woo-woo’ sound. Fuck. Jess’s eyes traveled to the blocked road sign that had caused her to swerve and she cursed again. Fuck. She was trapped in a snow bank and the heat was quickly dying in her car, the battery running low. It was far too cold to stay in her car any longer, and she knew that the main highway was only a mile or so back. The snow fall was light so she wouldn’t get too cold and when she reached the highway she...