Written by S.C.Downey
It was a maddening, cold night.
The wind was expressing its feelings.
It was angry with fury as it whisk across their faces.
They shivered into their coats like turtles in a shell.
As they turned the corner, the wind broke any resilience that was left in their bodies.
Turning in for the night.
The wind had won.
As they cuddled up near the fireplace, the wind beat against their window to remind them it had won.