“What you allow is what will continue.”
– Author Unknown
“There,” said John, pointing to the right. “I think I see it.”
After a brief search, we had found my car. It was nose down in the ditch at about a 30-degree angle. Drifting snow had obscured all but the back window and trunk. It would take some shovelling to even open the driver’s door. I withdrew the gloves from my coat pocket, pulled the toque down low over my ears and wrapped the scarf a little tighter around my neck. John maneuvered the truck onto the shoulder of the road and switched on the four-way flashers.
“You brought a tow-rope, right?”
He nodded and we climbed out of the cab and into the frigid January night.
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