MORE, PLEASE

Photograph by Eberhard Grossgasteiger on Unsplash

“We need more snow.”

“Look out the window, dear,” I tried to remain calm. “We have 57 inches of snow outside right now. There are drifts over 10 feet deep. You have had to climb through the window to get outside to shovel the kitchen door open the last two days to go feed the livestock and the hens because of the blowing winds.”

“Yes, the wind seems to be blowing all the snow away.”

“No, dear.” It’s hard to be the sane one in a couple when I have been house-bound for eight days. “The snow is still there. Just look out your window. You can see it.”

“If we just get a little more snow, maybe they will cancel school for the rest of the week.”

“Darling, schools have already been called off until at least next Monday. We heard it on the radio last night.”

“Oh, that’s right,” my husband replied. “I remember.”

FYI: I could have been this person. I loved the start of school. I loved vacation days. I loved each Monday to see the students again. I loved a surprise day off.

It’s strange, even after being retired for several years, I still look forward to the first day of school and I still love snow days off from school.


Written for Flash Fiction for the Practical Practitioner: January 

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