He looked out at the snow it was a chance for bill sommets to move on or to simply move on.his house earlier was on a green acre 2 children and a beautiful wife called Gladys though she took of on him with the both children.one step back and bill slipped lost his footing and the cup of tea sent hurtling in the air.picking himself up and collecting his thoughts that this was his first bumble without his Gladys and children.bill looked out again peering through the dying light of the day he could see a picture on his garage door that was probaly stuck there by one of his children. It was a picture of a snowman who oddly looked like he was staring back at bill and strangely gave in to the elements as a gust of wind peeled it of into its oblivion.bill sometimes like to go by the name will.but he held this title to the special company he called his friends.the winter time spent here was with his family usually flys buy as bill looked again and thought as this once holiday shack spent on by money both he and Gladys worked hard to put together is now left to him. While his wife and children stay in the main house in Colorado.here in Mt baker Washington d.c bill story is about to take a twist as he took one step after the other onto the packed white snow that the long trail path to the garage now covered by nearly half a metre of snow.one step bill thought and another.he got steps away from the garages entrance and the snowman picture blowing back into his face like bill knew was an omen fantasy he dreamed of as a kid .an old rustic bucket lashed by the elements would now serve a purpose to start being filled with snow.as bill laughed cannily it was as though a cigarette was hanging out of his bottom lip kind of popeye looked.his nearly built his snowman an odd pecan hat to the top and snowman ready.this bill found enduring enough and gave out a chuckle as bills children would be surprised when they arrive in 2 days and see this snowman posing not rigged but took on a stern look as if the snowman agreed it.for a second bill had thought knock it down our snowman but the labour bill spent building him would make his children proud of him .a garage door opened revealing a interior held together by its builder whos own efforts to have this garage built but why so far from the back of this house now left this garage tin roof riddled like Swiss cheese roll may be another laboress day not today bill thought.he was now in the centre of the garage ill thought almost large enough to call a barn.though a barn roof wouldn't want to be in the condition his roof was it needed some tlc.walking around for sometime in the garage and now making his way bill found under some old sheets laced with lots of coatings of paint perhaps an old sheet that once had a purpose said bill.walking over to another corner was an old potato sack and it had been once folded but it was covering an old mirror.bill needed to collect his thoughts".hang on "bill never saw all this stuff packed in here and as if ten or maybe twenty people movers dropped in and unloaded everything ."impossible i can't believe my eyes casting his stare from the corner of his eye into the mirror now bill standing side on oblivious to how he got around all this things.peering back at him in the reflection is his snowman like a child who just saw a ghost for the first time bill leapt back in freight forgetting in his awkwardness that he just smashed over snowman.one leap then another and bill made it out the garage door."what the dam is going on can't a person go see hallucinations in a desert but how can I see like this in the snow. in the same leap his staring back at the garage door and by now couldn't get his gaze at the picture again went hurling of riding into the night sent on its way long never to return bill thought "when I looked into the mirror in there I could swear I saw that snowman lips moving her thought and again step over step until he was now at the garage entrance stepped in blinding his stare while his other hand reached for the not so reliable door handle leapt in and snowman his snowman was standing there looking right back at bill."yes I guess you came to say your sorry will"nearly kicking the packed carton that contained some old news paper clippings bill said back ."hey how do you know to call me will .only my friends call me that."anyway the snowman went on to tell him" that its a lucky thing that you used that rustic bucket" I am very old and that bucket seems to follow me and you built me up so here I am and the bucket stays"bill will you do me a favour and scratch my nose its like a thousand year itch."so bill did and he and the snow man took intheir time spent together to tell there favourite storys.the snowman looking at bill and bill put out his hand in good jest to shake the hand of snowman."hey bill you have one wish and the snowman gaze shifting to the only corner that was in view as the whole garage was packed.said "look in that corner bill did and for a moment bill lost his position then getting it back with the now seemingly task ahead of him how to clean up his garage.when bill next looked in the corner he saw a apparition starting to appear unlike to a holograph almost in a sphere bill thought that nowone but himself .the wanting thoughts of this is unfolding in front of his eyes .its bill with his wife and children now grown up perhaps sometime in the near future thought bill.he lay down his shovel as now gripped frozen like an icy statue definitely no interest to bring malice upon his snowman."like a dr Frankenstein "bill momentarily thought himself to propel at snowman but couldn't lossen the frozen grip on him .looking again into the corner bill couldn't believe his eyes as there was a third child that entered and bill know knew that the truths of snowman were his if he should want them.suddenly bills grip loosened and the snowman making bill a witness shuffled towards the corner and snowman imploded leaving bill awestruck.quickly bill made his way but there no left of snowman and few tears from bill made there way down his cheek in a swirl the tears landed few they were but seemed to land in pool of now melted snow on Mr snowman."hey don't leave me everybody leaves me"bill was now back in the house and again slipped this time he didn't get up by himself but rather a willing arm reaching out to him and in a bound it was Gladys looking back at him."why bill are you ok my love the children are worried to"bill was bit overwhelmed as he recovered him self the rest of the way up to his feet and running up to him as he saw in the foreground in his garage the vision of his extra child "and never look back"bill thought aloud .his wifes new pose on him gave bill a deer outlook on his new go "and this is one go i am going to make great of"he thought aloud.bill thought of many things that were now going through his mind at one point he nearly screamed like in ectasy but held of because his three kids were around.how would I be able to build this up to make my family believe my story."it all went with the snowman when he melted i got back my family and quietly bill thad a pondering thought if snowman had a similar tale of his own to tell.then bill stepped back of a couple of paces and thanked his Gladys for helping him up.also making sure to show his children there dads strong self."i see a snowman needs to build.hey bill let's us and the children we build a snowwoman for mr snowman.as bills hand reached for the back-door handle Gladys hand joined his and together they were stepping tentatively onto the frozen surface.