Jason*

"Leave the wine in the fridge, it's for my in-laws," I said referring to Colton and Ryan, Jasmine's younger brothers.

"Alright, Mr. Jason." Lisa packed up the empty cartons of wine and proceeded to the incinerator to burn them.

It was noon but the sun was not in sight. Instead, the entire surrounding was covered with snow.

My wife walked in looking sad, she had a towel around her neck. She stood staring at nothing for a while until I called out to her.

"Oops! I I was..."

"Yes?"

"My ...