Last night, I slept on the couch with the cats. Not because I screwed up, but because I got to slide the window open to let winter in, while everyone else slept in warm bedrooms.
I heard the windstorm and the rain buffeting the orange tree just outside the window. I could almost taste the scent of the rain, as it was pummeling the roof of the new chicke…
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