It all began one Saturday morning. As my ritual goes, me and a good buddy always get breakfast at a local bar, they serve good food, have cheap drinks, and the bartenders are sassy.

The only issue was that the night before and still going that morning their was a massive blizzard the blew in. In all honesty I should have never left my house, but being the creature of habit that I am, I hoped in my old ford shifted into four-wheel drive and barely made it through the three foot high drifts in my driveway.

The morning went by pretty typical a few drinks, some sassy remarks and a lot of laughs, it’s a great way to end the work week.

Then, she walked over to the bar, at the waitress’s port, only a few seats down. A new waitress and her name was Mia.

Mia was in my mind perfect. 5’6”, probably only 110 pounds, nice 32 C’s on her chest and a bubble but to go with it. Black hair, but she had the deepest blue eyes I have ever seen, I actually got lost in them for sometime. They where the type of eyes you could never say no to. And to tie it all together she had a smile the brightened even the darkest of nights. Truly a girl you would want to show off.

The manager, Suzy, new me and my buddy well, and she saw my gaze of pure lust as I looked over to her. Suzy, being the sarcastic person she is, said “she aint gonna stab you, she’s nice”. A little laugh came out as my buddy pushed my shoulder egging me to go say hi. So I finished the last few sips of my beer and stood up.

As soon as I stood up though, she turned around and walked to the other end of the bar to one of her tables. I slouched my head down in disappointment and sat back down, my buddy laughing because that situation always happens to mer. Suzy said not to worry that she was a good worker and would most likely be working every Saturday, so I would meet her soon enough.

I paid my tab, and said goodbye to Suzy, and my buddy who gave me shit for leaving early. But seeing as I lived farther out of town than him, and the blizzard hadn’t let up once, I knew it would be a rough ride home.

As I neared my driveway I could tell I would be having some trouble. The snowdrift that I barely made it through on my way out, was now twice the size. But I live off of a narrow fast road with steep edges, so I didn’t want to take chances leaving my truck on the side of the road.

So with the four-wheel drive engaged I hit the gas and did my best work to plow threw the drift, but I got about halfway through it when my truck stopped dead. Thankfully though I was at my house so I grabbed my avalanche shovel out of my toolbox and, my push shovel from my front step and I began to dig. It took my almost thirty minutes to dig my truck out and able to get to my front door.

As I went inside I let my dog out, which he took one step outside and quickly turned around to come in, seeing as though the temperature was -29 with wind chill.

I sat down on my desk to listen to my radio and tie some flys. There was some static on the radio but I was able to get my oldie’s station to come through. And then the winter storm warning came buzzing threw. As I listened I learned that the temperature was going to drop another 30 degrees by nightfall with steady 45-50mph winds, and that unless in an emergency to stay indoors and keep warm.

Hearing that, I looked at my woodpile next to me. Their was enough their to get me threw the night, but I figured a few more loads wouldn’t hurt seeing as though I would be burning a lot tonight.

I called my buddy, the one from the bar, to make sure he got home ok. He did and said that he was checking the radar and said we are snowed in till probably Monday. I asked him if he was going to be all right with food and heat, that I would come get him, but he declined my offer, saying he’s got enough food and beer to keep him full and warm. I laughed and said sounds good, Ill talk to you when I can.

After I hung up with him I looked at the clock and realized that it was now almost 6 at night. I looked outside and just shivered, at the whipping snow. I put my dinner in the oven and looked at the dog. He stared back at me knowing he had to go outside. But dreading what was going to happen.

So I put my coat on, my gloves and my hat, and walked outside with him, because I knew he wouldn’t leave the front step unless I was out their in this weather. With my encouraging words he ran off towards the road, which is where he always does his business, but then he starts barking.

His barks are identifiable by their tones, and this one meant he needed me to see what he found immediately. As I trudged threw the now three feet deep snow everywhere was a glow of something by the road, hearing the dogs barking and seeing his tail wiping of the top of the snow I new something was their that shouldn’t be.

As I came closer I realized it was a car stuck in the ditch, right next to my driveway. I ran the best I could threw the snow to the driver door, I peered in side and could see a body, but when I yelled and banged on the glass they didn’t move.