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Submitted to Contest #77
Sahima sighed as she looked out at the pillowy white blankets of snow falling in her backyard. Wasn’t it ironic how she was named after the one thing that she had loved so much before, yet now she hated to think about? Snow. Sahima meant snow. She brought herself back before she could think about the things that hurt as her phone pinged with a new message. Can you please start shoveling the snow? We’ll bring hot cocoa… It was her mom. She and Sahima’s father were going to be coming home from work soon and wanted her to clear the drivewa...
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