Snow was falling lightly but steadily as a young man strolled through the large city park. Covered in a long wool trench coat of deep gray was the black pinstripe suit Jacob had worn for his annual review. Every inch of him pressed, tucked, and trimmed. He had no room for errors today if he wanted the firm he worked for to make him a partner. Nervously, he tugged on the cuffs of his black leather gloves and pulled the thick red and blue stripped stocking cap down a little further over his blond hair.

The snow had been falling since before dawn, and although it was very cold, Jacob had decided that he would take his normal walking route through the city park rather than the train. He had been watching the heavy snow fall since he woke up. Every time he would walk past a window he paused, if even for the briefest of moments, on the falling snow. Once he had actually left, the memories of walking through Christmas snows long past pulled him away from the train station, compelling him on his current path.