Mila

A snowflake managed to insinuate itself between my collar and my neck. I yelped as it turned to water and ran down my back.

“Cold! So cold!”

I practically leaped into the truck in an effort to get out of the snow. While it looked lovely, and added a strangely soothing blanket of silence to the world, the snow was just too damn cold for comfort.

This right here is where I miss Texas.

I rearranged my scarf so I wouldn’t have a repeat ...