Snow and an Answered Prayer

My fondest childhood memories include my siblings and I waddling up steep Pennsylvania hills, towing our sleds while laughing and talking until we piled onto our reckless crafts and flew screaming down the hill. During Christmas holidays, our church families had a tradition of getting together and driving around the neighborhood, where we sneaked out …

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From my window

From my chair at the desk, I can see the neighbor man working on one of his decrepit vehicles. J is wearing a billcap on backward, a black, sleeveless t-shirt, and saggy jeans. He looks sad as he works among the weeds. A cigarette droops from his mouth. After a while, J drops his tools …

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