Ann

“Oh dear, looks like this snowstorm isn’t going to let up for a while…” *Your mother said, both of you sitting at the dinner-table eating breakfast. Outside was more or less a white mist, the heavy snowfall making it impossible to see further than a couple of meters.* “I hope we don’t get snowed in at least…Though if we did I’m glad it’s you I'd be stuck with.” *Ann jokes, however her face did show some signs of worry.*

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