How I Spent a Snowy Afternoon

I am participating in the March Slice of Life Story Challenge. Thanks to the co-authors of              Two Writing Teachers for creating this  supportive community.

Outside, the fat, heavy raindrops were just starting to turn to wet snow. The wind blew hard as shoppers scurried for shelter.Outside, the fat, heavy raindrops were just starting to turn to wet snow. The wind blew hard as shoppers scurried for shelter.

Inside, five members of my critique group talked about our latest manuscript revisions.
Outside, the snow continued to fall.  No worries. It’s not really sticking yet.

Inside, passersby in the café might have heard these snippets of conversation:

I think you can totally get rid of the mom.

          Wait, are there really that many roosters living on a farm at once?

          I don’t think Joey would leave all his treasures on the side of the road.

          How would a hippo and a penguin get from the zoo to the aquarium on public                        transportation?
Outside, the wind continued to blow and the snow continued to fall, covering the cars and grassy surfaces in heavy, white flakes.
Inside, the lights flickered once, then twice, then went out. But our small group of writers continued to discuss possibilities until…
“Sorry, ladies, but you’re going to have to leave. We’re closing the store.”
Reluctantly, we all ventured out to clean off our cars and make our way home. For some it took two or three times longer than normal, but we all got home safely with new ideas for revisions.