[Osquer 42]
I shivered all the more as the snow caked around my ankles began to melt and seep into my shoes. I had not been prepared for the sudden onset of winter. I stuck out my lip and pouted. It paid off. He couldn't help me out of my coat and into a chair by the fire fast enough. If I played my cards right, there might be some cocoa involved! October 23, 2006 08:29 AM
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Melt is a great word...so many things do that.
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