"Oh my God! We're lost, I know it! Where in Heaven's name are we even going? What could possibly be up there on the mountains?" Mia's voice shook with nervous tension as she peered through snow hurtling at her windshield. Her entire car was covered in snow, thanks to the windshield wiper blades they were able to see where they were headed.
They'd left the highway and turned onto a hilly road that climbed the mountain in an endless series of switchback turns, turns that would have made her nervous in the summer; now, with slippery snow and poor visibility to complicate things, the climb was hair-raising and nerve racking. And just when she thought the drive couldn't get worse, they had turned onto a twisting road so narrow that the branches of the thick black pines on either sides of it reached out and brushed against the sides of the car, leaving scratches.
