Melanie hit me with a snowball

We got tired of this late season snow-less existence, so we drove a short distance into the snow. Margie, Charlie, Melanie and me. I had barely stepped out of the car to breathe the still warm air when a snowball smacked into me. Melanie points at the car and denies all culpability. The car was her target, she claims. She didn't know the snowball would ricochet off the car into me.

Melanie has always been good at math. She knew. 

Text added at 5:38 PM. The Squarespace nightmare continues - day 42 and counting.