She wiped away the icicles from her eyes with her grandfather’s handkerchief, remembering how he’d always say they’d move the mountains closer. Though he never got the chance, she did stumble to them eventually. As she stared to the snow peaks and digested the highs and lows, she heard his laughter echo from the bottom of the lake.


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  1. Michelle Johnson on

    this taps the heartstrings a bit, Noah. well done. have a great day.

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