The Long Winter

The house wasn’t big, but it was built on a sweeping hill that looked down into a valley. In every direction one could see treeless, rolling hills — farm country in the southernmost part of Minnesota. Corn would be planted in the coming weeks. The side of the house that faced the valley was mostly glass and the view was beautiful, even on cold days.

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This day was cold. It was a Thursday.