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- We stepped out into the evening together, the two drawings tucked into the canvas bag I carried. The air outside tasted like the day; clean, cold, a sugar-lick of last night's carols, and the streetlights made the snow read like spilled glitter.
- "Are we heading home now?" I asked, hugging my arms to my chest as we walked along the snowy path.
- "Not yet."