The last time we’ll have fun

Last year I was outside trying to scrub up from winter and get some flowers planted.  It was almost May, and the snow had finally all melted.  My partner and I were so busy that the two of us didn’t notice the temperatures had been steadily falling.  I heard the cell phone ring and I answered it.  As I was talking to my mother, she heard an exclamation and wanted to understand what was wrong.  It had started to snow, and she called us liars.  I set the cellphone on video, and I sent it to her.  We had immense snowflakes that had already turned the ground white.  I took all of my yard gear up to the house, and I put them in the porch room.  My partner was right behind.  We turned the temperature up on the temperature control, then the two of us sat down in the living room.  She started to laugh and she told me this was a sign that she should be enjoying that film.  That day, the two of us sat in the room, and listened to the gas furnace turn off and on, and watched the film that I had got from netflix.  She was satisfied and went to sleep with the heating on her chair, warming her back side.  I was sad to get outside, but the two of us already had more than two inches of snow, and I decided to curl up on the couch, closest to the heating vents, and take a nap.  Next week, the weather forecasters are calling for temperatures in the seventies, and advertising air conditioners as their contest prize.

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