Nothing much happens: bedtime stories to help you sleep
Window Weather
Katherine Nicolai
He slunk past me and I kept climbing. From my bedroom window, I looked up and down the street. seeing lit windows, the flicker of fires going. In another few weeks, this cold spell would move on. The sun would last a bit longer each day. But for now, we'd enjoy the world inside, and watch the snow fall from our windows. Sweet dreams.
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