Not Cold

“I am not cold!” “Your lips are blue,” the mother deadpanned. “They’re not!” the child insisted, her exclaim dampened by chattering teeth. “I see,” the woman breathed and swallowed a retort. The girl was altogether too much like herself and would only dig in deeper if confronted. One set of eyes stared at the […]

Not Cold

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