The Adventures of Captain Imperfecto

You are here: Home » My Snowy Night at Home, Your Story Your story from Design a Story. Requester wishes to remain anonymous. July 22nd, 2012 It was the worst blizzard the region has seen in years. The weatherman never predicted it would be this bad, but since when can man predict the weather? Thankfully, I am holed up in my comfy cabin with plenty of firewood to keep this roaring fire going. The sight of my overflowing bubbles billowing up over the top of my sunken tub far out shadows the wall of snow just outside my bedroom window. I sit beside my bath, undressing myself to get in the tub. The sound of the wind howling, like a wolf, echoes throughout the house as the air molecules find the tiny gaps in the window and rush in. The smell of timber burning entwines with the vanilla soap bubbles, casting off the scent of marshmallows in the air. I'm ready to climb into my tub with a good book to read when the doorbell rings, causing a momentary disruption in my inner peace....