Risk is a Four-Letter Word
“It wasn't just snowing, it was freaking blizzarding. Is blizzarding even a word? She gunned the engine one more time just to listen to the tires spin. Her car didn't move. She was stuck on a back road in rural New Jersey, trying to get home. Why did these things always happen to her? She looked out the windshield in despair and shut the car off. It was one in the morning.
She'd been out to dinner with a client in Manhattan.
Of course it ran late. In the city the snow was a mild slushy annoyance, but once she got off the interstate and onto Route 23, she quickly realized she might have a problem.
Yeah. A problem. Carrie snorted. Just a teeny tiny little problem. She pulled out her cell phone. Low battery. Low signal.
Of course.
Who would she call anyway? Her sister was home with the kids and couldn't leave them. Her brother-in-law was still overseas. Her mother lived forty-five minutes away and she couldn't drive in this kind of snow anyway. Because no one can drive in this kind of sno...w, Carrie thought.MoreLess
She'd been out to dinner with a client in Manhattan.
Of course it ran late. In the city the snow was a mild slushy annoyance, but once she got off the interstate and onto Route 23, she quickly realized she might have a problem.
Yeah. A problem. Carrie snorted. Just a teeny tiny little problem. She pulled out her cell phone. Low battery. Low signal.
Of course.
Who would she call anyway? Her sister was home with the kids and couldn't leave them. Her brother-in-law was still overseas. Her mother lived forty-five minutes away and she couldn't drive in this kind of snow anyway. Because no one can drive in this kind of sno...w, Carrie thought.MoreLess
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