![]() Ella shivered, and not entirely from the cold. The only sound was the snow itself, falling so hard and fast that she could hear the strange shush of it accumulating. ![]() She took a long drag on her cigarette and huddled deeper inside her down jacket before exhaling the smoke from her lungs. The city of Coventry had given itself over to the storm, and suddenly Ella felt foolish that she hadn't already gone home and crawled into bed with a mug of tea and an old movie. ![]() The bank and the boutique and the music store and the other restaurants on that stretch of Washington Street had all been closed up for hours, windows dark and abandoned. For a couple of impossibly long minutes, no cars or plows appeared on the street. The storm seemed to loom around her, holding its breath and waiting for her to go back inside. Ella Santos stood on the sidewalk with a cigarette in her hand, watching the snow fall and feeling more alone than she ever had in her life. ![]()
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