Melissa hesitated to ask me to go for a walk with her tonight. She knows I hate the cold and that I had just sat down to do some writing. But it was snowing and after a long week, we both needed that sort of magical peace that drifts silently over the neighborhood with each snowflake.
And somehow, the faster and heavier the snow falls, the greater the peace.
Even Ginger was game for a walk and seemed also to appreciate the peace.
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