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it's just that tok on the dish nico snow has fallen and flocking soft flakes land on the village rooftops. slowly it covers the grass. stands at the window she looks out at the stream on the bridge were 2 sparrows are plying he she loves this view. she's loved for 79 winters but this year everything is different. care just daughter on a co will soon arrive with manuel her grandson. now would usually be the time to start making batter for the waffles but get it doesn't move the clock ticks the kitchen feels so empty without her husband amy oh everything feels so empty without

him care to tries to smile when on a con man will come in with you. marie is with them to manuel's 1st girlfriend yes to 4.0 mom says on a car she stands by carriage at the window and puts her arm around her and leaked an obscene.

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with. with. a. course a tongue yet manuel used to like being at his grandparents 50 now he can't stand it in the stuffy living room he got up and he slips outside relieved he breathes in the cold air and trudges through the snow past the old chestnut tree to the end of

the garden where grandpa's shed stands and foothold a familiar scent surrounds him grandpa always smelled of pipe tobacco in turpentine manuel looks around the paint brushes are still there as if he might be back any minute on the table he discovers a piece of paper and in on follow up i bridge of light from my character as written on it and grandpa's neat handwriting. of next to it is a mysterious sketch strange thinks man well what could that be going on with. this kind of sign.

love. love. love. love. love. love. love. live it.

took. place. to. be a bit.

when marion manuel return to the house on a car runs toward them there you are grandma's lying down she refuses to get up and wants to be left alone and she doesn't even want a cup of tea if only grandpa were still here things manuel. grandpa always had a solution to shift he could carve small boats and make up stories his eyes would

twinkle with ideas manuel science he misses grandpa very much. a little. bit. was. was. was.

was. gets lucky. lucky. lucky. lucky. to get. was lucky. mom grandma lies on the couch pos manuel sits next to her in grandpa's armchair on

could only we could cheer her up he thinks. it starts to get dark outside the candles whispers marie we just have to think of course thanks manuel it's the candles the jam jars suddenly he knows what to do but grandpa would have done it. good. to. see it. was.

a. chance. to. live. i. feel.

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mom will last but not enough manuel runs back to the shed with marie cats here take the candles i'll take the jars we'll take them to the bridge was fight us kids he explains to marie what grandpa sketch means and runs back there are coming shouts everyone come to the window grandma shakes her head. for me pleads manuel manuel smiles he looks a little like his grandpa and it's enough to convince geta to get out for the sake of her grandson so he would see she looks out into the night and sees a light see see deceased. hinds 1st one then 2 then a 3rd more and more lights flicker in the dark until the whole bridge is blaming the high. seas. fog. a.

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here sock monorail here says manuel from grandpa it was in the shed it keeps on

what he gets his grandma the on the air and get his hands are shaking as she opens it she reads a bridge of light for the light of my life so that you can go on. got me to fight again coaxed.

little bit. little bit of. a. little. relief. please. please. please. please. god.

god. gaddaar would you talkin to her also get a takes out her handkerchief and wiped her eyes yes she had burst she can't believe

what she's seeing the bright light shines right out into the winter darkness what she sees her neighbors crossing over the bridge including helga the baker from the other end of the village they all saw the lights gather they cry what a wonderful idea. and grandma suddenly realizes that she's smiling no she's beaming it she beams at them and come she says to her grandson manuel and her daughter it's time to make the waffles so it really is the most beautiful time of the year sight to see was. our.

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