The Patient Gift
Lea grimaced as she pushed against the wind to close her front door. The quiet darkness of her home wrapped around her. She stood in the foyer shivering, once again safe in her solitude.
When she’d left her office at the bank, only a dusting of snow had covered the streets. Now, a little more than an hour later, double-digit accumulations enveloped the city, slowing traffic and bringing Philadelphia to a standstill. The winter wind’s arctic howl and outer blanket of snow exacerbated the tomb-like effect inside her house.