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We’re leaving dinner at Cici’s Pizza and unbeknown to the weathermen and their forecasts, there is a bit of snow falling. Not heavy, but enough to see if you look into the street light and its covering the car windows.
“Look Nariah, its snowing!”
“No its not”
“Yes it is, look up at the light… You see it?”
“Yes, but its not snowing”
“What do you mean?”
“That’s just snow flurries, not real snow dad, don’t you know the difference?”

silence……