Grace woke with a start to a sharp, heavy thump against the driver’s side window.
Her heart leapt into her throat. For a moment, she couldn’t place where she was. Her limbs wouldn’t move—her body a frozen weight trapped in darkness. Panic clawed at her chest until memory came rushing back. The truck. The snowstorm. Running out of gas.
Her breathing slowed, but only just. She forced her gaze to the blackness outside, the world beyond the window swallowed whole by the blizzard. Her hand warmers had long gone cold. Her face felt stiff, as if she were wearing an icy porcelain mask.
Another thump struck the window, louder this time.
Grace’s head whipped toward the sound, her pulse hammering in her ears. What if it was a bear? A moose? Something wild and hungry, sniffing around her truck?
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