Lost in the City

“We're lost,” Sam cried out as Emma made the third random turn on the snow-covered streets. "You didn't follow the GPS and you got us lost!"

“We're not lost,” Emma whined, “it's just that the GPS isn't all that reliable right now.”

“It's because you're not reading it right.”

Emma slammed her foot on the brakes so hard, that the car went into a sliding stop on the snow-covered street. “Do you want to drive?”

“Not in this mess,” Sam protested he watched the snow as it continued to come down around them, then took the GPS, then recalculated where he wanted to get out of this part of the city. “OK, I found a new route we can follow, just follow where the blue line tells you to go, OK?”

“You don't have to do that,” Emma growled as she slammed on the accelerator, kicking up snow as she did.

“Do what?”

“Treat me like a kid!”

“Just follow it,”

“Fine,” Emma turned the car down the narrow one-way street which was worse than the main street she had just gotten off of, and at the end of the street was a large mountain of snow preventing them from going further. “I followed your GPS' direction, now what?”

“Well obviously you can't get through,” Sam barked, “turn around.”

“How? Street's barely wide enough to let the car down.”

“Back up, just do it nice and slow. No Worries....”