Sarah sprinted as fast as her boots could carry her across the deep white powder.
Her heart hammered inside her ribs with raw panic and desperate love for her helpless boy.
Brenda turned around and saw Sarah charging across the yard like an unstoppable force.
Brenda quickly stepped back inside the warm house and attempted to slide the heavy door closed.
Sarah ignored the cruel woman and dropped straight to her knees beside the frozen depression in the snow.
She reached down with trembling fingers and scooped the crying baby securely into her arms.
Sarah: My baby!
She pulled the shivering child against her warm winter puffer jacket to shield him from the wind.
The little boy pressed his wet, tear-streaked face against her neck, still sobbing uncontrollably.
Sarah held him tight while tears of absolute relief poured down her own cold cheeks.
She checked his tiny hands and toes to make sure he was not suffering from severe frostbite.
The baby's skin was pale and freezing to the touch, but his breathing remained steady.
Sarah kissed his forehead again and again, whispering soothing promises into the winter breeze.
She looked up at the pristine glass mansion doors with pure fury shining in her eyes.
Brenda was standing safely inside the heated living room, holding a glass of expensive wine.
She smiled smugly through the clear pane, showing zero remorse for her terrible action.
Sarah felt an intense wave of righteous anger replace her initial terrifying panic.
She reached her free hand down into the thick ice near her knee.
Her fingers wrapped around a heavy smooth grey stone that was embedded in the frozen soil.
Sarah stood up abruptly while holding her son securely with her left arm.
She wound back her right arm with all the physical strength left in her body.
Her tear-streaked face twisted in agonizing pain and fierce determination to protect her family.
She hurled the heavy stone straight toward the sliding glass door with maximum force.
The stone flew through the crisp air and struck the modern glass directly in the center.
A loud explosive crack echoed across the quiet suburban neighborhood as the door shattered into thousands of pieces.
Brenda screamed in absolute terror and dropped her wine glass onto the hard hardwood floor.