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We laugh for a bit and his eyes dart away from me for a second. The wind picks up and the snow spins around us. He takes off his scarf and gently wraps it around my shoulders.
“It’s getting colder,” he states.
“Really?” I ask enthusiastically. “I thought it was 78 degrees out!” He laughs at my sarcasm and starts walking away. “Where are you going?” “There’s a cozy little doughnut shop just past the park,” he says. “Only problem is, there’s a huge snow pile sitting in our way. We’ll have to climb it.” I stare at him, baffled by his statement. “What?” I say. “We’ll fall right through it!” He chuckles and walks back to me. “It’s mostly ice from the plows,” he says, grabbing my shoulders to steady my nerves. “Do you trust me?” “I trust that you promised me doughnuts,” I say. “But sure. Why not? My nice boots are already soaked through.” The next few minutes are a tornado of laughs, smiles, snowball fights, and slipping on ice. After finally sliding down the icy mountain, I spotted the warm orange lights of the shop. ‘Dough for Dayz’ the sign reads. It was, honestly, a perfect moment in time. 69
