So on Sunday when other people were watching football, we went outside to play in the snow falling. Nut Brown and I made snow angels and lay on our backs and felt the snowflakes falling on our faces. 'Do you feel that?' I said to him. 'Yes,' he said. 'It's like pieces of space falling down on us.'
'Look,' I said, 'there's a star up there. Can you see it?'
'I see it,' he said. 'It's like a snowflake that won't fall.'
Then his sister and his father came out and we walked around the block and made snow angels on other people's lawns.
Tuesday, February 5, 2013
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