Christmas Horror Night

Katie dressed in her thickest winter clothes. Fur boots, padded black trousers and a green jacket. It took several tries to open the back door to the garden as something heavy was pushing back against it. Finally Katie forced her way outside , squeezing as tightly as she could through the doorway. The cold outside was bitter as it pricked her cheeks. When her eyes adjusted to the bright sunlight and her lungs to the crisp air, she took in the scenery.
The garden, the pathways, the roads and the hills beyond were covered in a deep snowdrift. With only slight speckles of grey; the horizon had disappeared under the weight of the weather. Snow had buried one side of the house itself. The old cottage building had very nearly been hidden with the drift and only the tops of the trees poked through the snow in the garden. The firewood would have to wait.
Now Katie was seriously worried, not for herself but for her mother. Negative thoughts swam in the dark waters of her nightmares. What if her mother had been caught in the snow and her car became a coffin? She held on to the wall of the house to keep steady. Emily had come to the doorway, followed by Jake.    'Whoa, what's happened?' Emily asked, gasping at the weather.