Silent I watch him. He shifts uncomfortably. Suddenly, a burst of laughter erupts from my body, shaking me uncontrollably. He waits then comes over and slaps me across the face.
‘A stiff wind drives snow in my face as I head down the street. Every so often, the wind stops and, in eerie silence, snowflakes, like tears of angels, continue to whisper down.
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