The car wept radiator fluid as it lay broken after trying to wrap itself around the tree. The tree bent forward; its branches tenderly caressing the top of its crumpled one night stand. Two things, one created and one grown, found a moment of love in time of tragedy. As the snow draped the scene in a mind numbing white blanket, the only person to witness the joining of tree and car gently cooled; his last thoughts were of love and love lost. The tree finished collapsing onto the car as sirens in the far distance wailed for the tragedy.