Frigid. This is the coldest I've been this year. I am warmly dressed. I pull the hat further down over my ears. I wrap the scarf around my neck, and then re-wrap it around my head.
It's 8 AM. I don't need to be there until 8:30 on Saturdays. I am deeply moved by the events of this week; tears roll down my cheeks as I sit there.
It's just as cold coming back. The stop in town is brief and warm. It's slightly downhill going home.
Today, it's wonderful to get back in the house.
It's 8 AM. I don't need to be there until 8:30 on Saturdays. I am deeply moved by the events of this week; tears roll down my cheeks as I sit there.
It's just as cold coming back. The stop in town is brief and warm. It's slightly downhill going home.
Today, it's wonderful to get back in the house.
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