The dashboard clock had moved only a handful of minutes from the last time Dimitri checked it. He gazed down at his cellphone just to see it shutdown—out of battery. He jumped. Startled by the wind hitting the side of the car. The layers of snow on the windshield thickening faster than he thought possible.
Taking a deep breath, he released it before opening the passenger door. He adjusted his glasses and saw a figure coming toward him. As if summoned, Sasha had returned. Hopefully, with a gas can. The dense snow around them making it impossible to tell.
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