Winter in a Nutshell
You don’t have to shovel rain.
I don’t ski.
Photo by lostinmiami
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Ellen loved her brother, of that there was no doubt.
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“Damn,” Marnie said as she pulled over onto the icy soft-shoulder and got out, leaving the car running but the door ajar.
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Amen.
Late at Night
I opened my eyes and could not see.