The drizzle started again just as we rounded the north end of the lake.
Soft. Stubborn. Familiar.
I pulled the stroller cover a little lower, tucked the blanket around Leo’s legs, and kept walking home.
THE END.
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The drizzle started again just as we rounded the north end of the lake.
Soft. Stubborn. Familiar.
I pulled the stroller cover a little lower, tucked the blanket around Leo’s legs, and kept walking home.
THE END.
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