How she hated this time of year. The time when the nights began to draw in and the winds blew a little colder. It was still summer, or so they said, but her heart sensed the changes. She could sniff autumn on the breeze. The fleeting days of warm sunshine and carefree laughter would soon diminish before disappearing completely for another lonely yea…
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