Friday, January 15, 2010

Friday Funkday

Walking through the snow, I looked ahead, down the whited-out street. It was empty, just like the street before. And the one before that. I trudged on, hoping for contact. For anyone.

"Stop right there!"

The voice startled me. And even though I'd been waiting for so long, I wasn't sure I could turn around.

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