Chapter 25 – A Perfect Gift
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YEAR 1902
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Snowflakes descended slowly from the grey heavy clouds and glistened on to the concrete pavement, a cold wind blew through the town, men in big scruffy coat shivered and sneezed. The crows on the roof tops sat together and rustled their feathers. The road was icy and the pavement had snow up to your knees, a young adult with a brown cap was sweeping the snow to the side.
“AY GEORGE! Shouldn’t ya be at work?” A man approached him
“Aha