It was bitterly cold on Sunday. A couple of my friends came over to my house. One of them brought a pie. We made a fire and played Scrabble.
In the evening, I went to a friend’s house for dinner, and there was a fire in the fireplace there, too.
In the morning and in the evening, I sat at a table with people I loved.
There was food and there was laughter.
What I want to say is this: it was cold outside, and I was inside by the fire and there was pie.
What I want to say is this: thank you.

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