Snow fell through the night. I had no idea. It took me completely by surprise, and it was absolutely beautiful. So I was riding shotgun when H drove the car around the corner, and from the passenger seat I could look right through the picture window where a couple sat at their kitchen table. She was pouring coffee. He was reading the paper. I wondered if they'd been up for hours the way I've heard retired people do. And I imagined they must get a kick out of watching us creep by their window, inching our way to who knows where.
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