Pamela Brown

Belle Cottage

Belle was driving to Belle Cottage to stay for a couple of days just to get away from the city. The lonely road stretched for miles in front of her. The swishing of the windshield wipers going back and forth kept her awake, and the heater blew out a steady stream of warm air. A little distance down the road, she heard a loud pop and she pulled over on the side of the road to see what caused the noise. She got out in the frigid air, and walked around the car. Just as she thought, the tire on the passenger side was completely gone, and the snow was drifting down a lot faster than she liked.