Only in the winter-by Jessie Lyons

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The sky was airbrushed gray. The flowers usually seen in the gardens down the block were non existent. Some trees stood bare while others held on to what little color they had. Jade walked down her block, her destination; anywhere but home. She chose her path with care. Her path was torn and disheveled. She took each step carefully, afraid of

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