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Submitted to Contest #52
Peering out the window, I could see the snow was still falling. The flakes were fat and soft, accumulating at a fast pace, adding to the two feet of compacted snow that had been the norm since mid-December. “Last call for grocery items!” I hollered to no one in particular, shoving my feet into fur-lined boots. I listened for a response but heard only the normal sounds of my house—so much quieter since the kids had gone to college. The dog’s toenails clicked across the hardwood as he made his way to meet me at the door. “No, it’s not time ...
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