Walking, or rolling as the case may be, in an outdoor mall, the sun had set, romantic music playing the background. The air had the first bite of winter. With a light wind, the first snow of the season began to fall. Romantic. Elegant. Pushing my husband with his mobility-challenged situation.
With an ubrupt "thump" we hit a crack in the sidewalk. I nearly spilled him in to the drive.
Moment over.
Monday, November 17, 2008
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