I dream of a snowy night

The couple was walking along a snow-paved street. The street was all white and set aglow with the orange of the street lamps that lined the desolate street. It had been snowing and the street was all quiet and empty, except for a few cars lined on the sides of the road.

And except the wife who was nagging at her husband, on and on, until he eventually slowed his steps and lagged behind a little. He simply strayed behind until he caught sight of a car and started walking towards it. The wife continued, walking and talking, without realising he was no longer following closely behind.

He found the familiar face in the car and stepped into the car. They must be lovers.

At some point, the wife must have turned around and realised that her husband was no longer there. She retraced her steps. The street was as desolate as it was when they first found it, he was nowhere in sight. As she walked, she started looking into the cars.

She walked past one car after another until she found a man and a woman inside a car, each seated in their own seat in the front. They were covered in snow till almost their necks, motionless. His eyes were closed and so were the woman's. They looked like they are dead.

The man's face was slightly tilted, so she inched closer so that she could see his face. It was her husband.

Just when the medic and the ambulance came, the husband opened his eyes. He saw his wife. He somehow managed to get himself out of the car. And went away with her. The woman opened her eyes at about the same time. She too got out of the car and a young lady arrived to bring her home.

The woman left her contact details with the people from the emergency services. Her car is covered with snow, and so is the street. There is no way she is taking her car away that night anyway. She started walking away from the car and away from the scene.