Stranded in the Blizzard

Stella

For a few long moments, I just sit there, my eyes wide with shock. My hands are so tightly wrapped around the steering wheel that my knuckles are pure white, and it takes almost all of my strength and willpower to peel my fingers back and release my grip on the wheel.

“Okay,” I whisper with a trembling breath. “Think, Stella. Think.”

I let out a soft sigh, clutching my hair as I think and