February 24, 2011

They swore snow was coming. They believed in visions of the crystals dusting all the sidewalks, piling in the grass. The ones who had never seen snow, most particularly, dreamed of angels and balls.

But there was no frosting to be had, no plummet in temperatures that seemed any different than any other day.

They looked at their emergency supplies, their stockpiled food, their new parkas. They considered trips to the mountains. They wondered where they’d put their receipts. Finally, they went back to waiting for the Big One instead.

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