The Blind Girl in the Snow: part 1.
THE BLIND GIRL IN THE SNOW Part 1. Another December. A different year. “Where is that wife of yours?” Janet hugged herself as she stood waiting next to the carrier on this bitterly cold Friday morning deep in the heart of Winter. Another heavy snowfall had left the landscape covered in shades of white as I turned back to the house with a knowing smile. “You know what she’s like,” I replied as I unlocked and opened the right side door for her to get in out of the cold, “Besides, Gracey is with her.” The older woman made a face and rolled her eyes to the sky blue heavens. “That’s my point,” she laughed as she slid into the rear seat and fumbled about for the belt, “Once those two get talking they’ll never …