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“Mama?”
“Yes, Andy?”
“Mama, when is it going to start
snowing?”
She started to fold some clean dish towels that were
laying on the table. “Oh, it could start anytime I guess,” she answered.
“I can’t wait for the snow to come, Mama.”
“It will come soon enough I reckon,” she said as she
stacked the towels in a neat pile.
“Do you think it will snow before Thanksgiving Day?” I asked.
“It might, it will come when the good Lord sends it. Now, did I ever tell you about the first snowflake and how
special it is?” she said.
“No, Mama, tell me now, please,” I said back to her.
“Well it was my granddad who told me about the special power of the first snowflake of the season.