Krissy walks toward the bar

The bitterly cold wind continued to numb Krissy's skin. Standing in the dark, her hands and feet began to hurt from the cold while her nipples stood straight out against her shirt in the chill.

Looking once more in each direction along the empty main road and back at her trailer home, where she could see the light of the television illuminating one window, Krissy leaned into the wind and started down the main road heading towards the only place still open at this time of night, the town bar.