Where the road bent away the sidewalk was bright and cold and where the sun reflected back from the snow the road trapped noon shadows cast by bare oaks. Parked cars lined one side of the road. The road curved away and up out of sight between the old brick houses with roofs made bright from the sun on the snow. Bare oak limbs glistened and shed freezing clear droplets of moisture onto the cars lined up below. Plumes of white exhaust escaped a car coming to life down the road. It was cold and bright from the snow.