How can it be when one's hope is centered on the word of one well intentioned weather reporter that it can be shattered so quickly. So the cold rain has fallen and fallen with a few white flakes intermixed so tragic. No snow will stick and no snow days will come this school year. The bright side is that spring will continue to appear. I don't even mind the rain as long as I don't have to go out in it. So I was grateful that Austin picked up Lydia from the bus stop today.
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