Josette and Daniel

The snow fell silently upon the ground. The streetlight reflected upon a small and slender shadow standing motionless in a window above the street. As the intensity of the light increased, aided by the slight brilliance of the moon peering through the storm, the shadow became a shape and form. She was now an older woman of ninety-five years of age, petite, slender. Her long hair fell straight over her shoulders and its white brilliance became more exuberant in the light cast upon it. Her ch...