Pushing the stroller across the campus grounds with a bag on her back and a baby bag full of Charlie's stuff on her shoulder, she felt like she was walking with a gallon of water in hand. Very heavy. Especially with the cold wind blowing hard around her. Cammila tightened her jaw to resist the cold wind that hit her repeatedly. She wished there was a parking spot right in front of her building. Unfortunately, she did not have that privilege.

Last night no snow fell in New Heaven. But the air ...