onsdag den 20. januar 2010

Wind

The chilly breeze from the window blew the girl's hair around her face, making her shiver. It didn't seem cold, but compared to sleeping next to the radiator, it was like falling into a pool of ice cubes. Her cat eyed her lazily from its spot on top of the blankets. She put her book away and sat up in bed.
,,You know, I should be doing something right now.” she said. The cat tilted its head before it began licking its paw. She got up, wandered into the kitchen, putting on the coffee pot, forgetting about the open window.

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