When a single mother quietly begins clearing snow for her elderly neighbor, a silent bond forms between two women who rarely speak. But when a chilling note appears on her doorstep, everything shifts. What begins as a small act of kindness unravels into something far deeper…
The cold air hit my face like a slap as I opened the front door.
“Of course it snowed again,” I muttered to myself. My shovel was already leaning by the porch railing.
Max was still asleep upstairs. I could hear the faint hum of his sound machine.