Not just for communication, but for a sense of connection to the world beyond this snow-filled cocoon.
The car engine ticked softly as it cooled, each sound magnified in the silence.
My breath fogged the windshield, a small barrier against the whirling snow outside.
Every breath felt like a countdown to something I couldn’t yet see.
My thoughts drifted back to the hospital, to the faces of the nurses who seemed to know more than they were saying.
Their clipped answers echoed in my mind, amplifying my anxieties.
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