Jane made her way through the crowded streets of New York. Snow was falling at a steady pace and the pedestrians were huddled in heavy coats, hats and scarves. Jane wore a light jacket. Even in the coldest of winter the cold never really bothered Jane. She loved the winter. Summers were a different story. The heat in a New York summer was unbearable.

Today was one of her days off and she had errands to run. The heavy snow kept some people inside, which made the sidewalks a little easier to navigate.

There was a loud crash and it was followed by a few more. A car collided with a truck in an intersection and then a few more cars hit them. The slippery roads made stopping difficult and drivers were not being as careful as they should.

People around her stopped and pulled out cell phones. Jane ran toward the accident. There were people in those cars that needed help.

Jane reached the first car involved in the accident and went to open the door. It was stuck. Jane pulled harder and the whole door came off. Had she not been so concerned about the people inside the car she would have noticed what she did.

tags: sif