Granma was baking pone in the kitchen, I could smell the cinnamon which permeated the air. Umm couldn't wait to have a slice, I finished dressing and ran into the living room to peer into our yard. Oh oh, there was a mountain of snow covering the fence, that meannnnns.
We're locked in, I pushed my face tightly against the window pane and could see the mountain had extended all the way up our door. My cousin Eric joined me and grinned, no school, I motioned for him to be quiet shhhhh we love school remember. He was younger than me, and he shook his head ok. We giggled and took in the scenes, we could see Annie Gregory working in her kitchen across the way. Herbie Gregory, Cookie and Brenda Star lived there, Brenda Star was my Aunt Mar's God-daughter, she was always a special one. I loved all of them.
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