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Crackled

The fog filled in the street during the ten or twenty minutes that I was inside. I cut through the park on the way home, attracted by the glowing lights. When I stepped off the track, the grass crackled. It was stiff with fresh frost.

2 Comments

  1. Rachel wrote:

    “The frog jumped in the street during the ten or twenty minutes that I was inside.”

    That’s what I read at first. I was trying to imagine a frog dodging traffic for twenty minutes…

    Wednesday, December 14, 2005 at 10:39 am | Permalink
  2. Mom wrote:

    Remember the chicken that jumped around in traffic in the Atari game “Freeway?” Not everyone could keep that chicken going twenty minutes, but some of the family could.

    Sunday, December 18, 2005 at 2:00 pm | Permalink

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