Voices of my dead grandma
I was standing on the shores of Lake Champlain. It was a beautiful winter day, and I was looking out at the ice flows, amazed at what I saw. It really was stunning. Now, I had warm clothes on, so I wasn’t cold or anything. Suddenly though, as I was admiring the view, a voice in my head said: “Well… better go now!” And I thought: “Okay.” Then I turned around and started to walk …
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