Nothing much happens: bedtime stories to help you sleep
Window Weather
Katherine Nicolai
I turned past the park where kids weren't making snowmen and wound through the neighborhood to my house. All along my street smoke rose from chimneys and I was glad to see So many of us settled in for the day. As I turned into my driveway and waited for the garage door to lift, snow began to fall. Perfect timing. It felt like it had held off just for me.
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