The Last Snowstorm

The last snowstorm divided everyone. Some people had rejoiced and pulled sleds, hats, and scratchy pants from their basements. They had filled the white hills of the city parks with color and sound. Some people had grumbled, checked traffic reports, closed their curtains. Later, their jealousy turned them against the others. It broke up marriages, friendships, townships. "If we had known," they said, "we would have gone out to play." But that is often the nature of lasts.