Baby won’t you pleaseBaby won’t you pleaseBaby won’t you please come home? I was always living for tomorrowTomorrow doesn’t matter anymore  Baby won’t you pleaseBaby won’t you pleaseBaby won’t you please come home? Whatever I did, I’m sorryWhatever I didn’t do, I’m sorry too Baby won’t you pleaseBaby won’t you pleaseBaby won’t you please come…

What happened was the string broke. Shit like that happens all the time. Everything is held together by things like strings, and glue and pins and nails and stitches and hinges and belts and affection and respect and friendship and love. And they all break or wear out at some point. They all get stretched…

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Here’s a song performed with and sung by my brother James. Have yourself a merry little ChristmasLet your heart be lightFrom now on all our troubles will beOut of sightHave yourself a merry little ChristmasMake the Yuletide gayFrom now on our troubles will beMiles awayHere we are as in olden daysHappy golden days of yoreFaithful…

They say every snowflake is unique but they all looked the same to Denise. She looked at them very carefully, trying to find their distinct characteristics. There weren’t any. Chloe, on the other hand, saw each flake in its individual glory. It wasn’t just their shapes and sizes but also their hue and flutterability that…