Goodbye, Christmas

It had been over a week of chatting, eating, laughing, renewing, sleeping, napping, crocheting, and playing: Ticket to Ride, Taboo, and Scattegories. There had been movie-going and in-home movie watching, crepe and waffle-making, and scrapbooking. There had been walks in the snow and in the rain, a visit to the zoo and to the capitol building, observing of geese, quails, and llamas, and listening to the ghostly coyote calls in the darkest hours. And now, on the second cold, wet morning in a row, as she watched the black sky slowly fade to blue through the rain-streaked kitchen windows, she knew it was time to go home.


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