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They yank on their skates, criss-cross the laces and tug on my hand with stubby fingers. The ice is thick and crusted with white chips Pondscum and cattails are hidden under the marbled crust
Dear Grandma,  Two years have come and gone. It is difficult to believe it has been so long. It may feel as though you were just here, but it has been a couple of years.
A smile visited me today and will not go away but it's ok I do not want it erased I want my grandchildren Josephina Joan, Nicholas and Isaiah to see How happy they make me.
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