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Danielle and the Dyer

It was snowing. It would always snow throughout the holidays. White billowing bluffs lined the village streets, while a glimmering of hoarfrost lay atop the sidewalk snow. Danielle slid her feet beneath the crispy coating.

The Only Mortal

There must have been some mix-up with his papers, because without asking for it in any way, François got posted overseas, the only draftee in a company of enlisted men.

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