It’s been a while, darling. I still remember how silly you look trying to build the perfect snowman. Good old days. Merry Christmas, love.
“Adorable”, she commented while smiling.
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A few steps before reaching her house, Beth could not feel her legs anymore. It was freezing. A rusty bus stop was the only thing she saw for a break. She dusted off the snow on the bus top’s bench and sat on it. She felt uneasy on the bench and found a letter. Anonymous letter. Initially, Beth hesitated to read it but the feeling to read struck up.
It’s been a while, darling. I still remember how silly you look trying to build the perfect snowman. Good old days. Merry Christmas, love. “Adorable”, she commented while smiling.
Sue Clayton
17/12/2022 03:42:55 am
I'm also smiling.
Jacqui Wiley
17/12/2022 09:02:37 am
Awwww ♥️ Comments are closed.
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"Classic"
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