Snow Doesn't Discriminate

As the snow fell hard and the wind blew, Lorna lay there, motionless, as naked as the day she was born. Though, older, wrinklier and with more sagging than she'd care to admit to anyone. Not that that mattered anymore. As she lay motionless and the snow covered her, encasing her body, her pale skinned modesty was quickly protected. It didn't take long to cover her 5 foot frame.

The snow hides everything. Even the body of a barmaid in a two-bit town in the unforgiving throes of a snowstorm.

Lorna was a nobody. She had just been fired and was drowning her sorrows when he found her. When he took pity on her and wanted to cheer her up.

His version of cheering her up, it transpires was to get her smashed on Tequila and then to take her back to his little cottage just outside of town. All she really remembered was his smile. He seemed so harmless, as he took her and used her and then disposed of her like she was another piece of trash.

He knew she would not be missed. He knew that when he dumped her on the edge of town in a snowstorm, that it would be days before her body would be discovered. Who cares about some mouthy barmaid that never really fit in with the locals?

The snow didn't care. The snow didn't discriminate. It welcomed her into its frozen embrace and encased her body. She was just a nobody.