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19 days.

DECEMBER 2ND; 1999

The day came where it snowed.

I never liked snow.

But he..he loved it.

"Frankie!" He squealed, "It's snowing!" But his grin suddenly faded. "MY LEMON TREE!" He screamed, running outside with his black and red robe.

I stared at him from the window and smiled at him while he was brushing off the snow on his twig so it wouldn't die.

"Gee, come on, baby, let's drink some coffee!" I yelled to him, seeing his head snap my way, and his eyes shine, getting up quickly and running through the door way, almost falling and hurt himself.

And I laughed till I cried.

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