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the libs slave. league. to play i believe. i am playing. dirty. bad.

it's just that tok undine dish nico snow has fallen and flocking soft flakes land on the village rooftops lines slowly it covers the grass.

gather 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 it all so empty without her husband and me alone and money everything feels so empty without him care to tries to smile when on a kind man will come in and maria's with him to manuel's 1st girlfriend just to feel. oh mom says on a car she stands by carriage at the window and puts her arm around her and leak the obscene.

was. her. mother laughed. a. little cold. she.

was. with. modern way of. course a ton yes manuel used to like being at his grandparents just now he can't stand it in the stuffy living right on top of it 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 for the old 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 an on follow up i bridge of light from my garret a is written on it and grandpa's neat handwriting like what next to it is a mysterious sketch strange thinks manuel what could that be. as kind a sign. ah

. ah ah ah. ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah. ah ah ah. ah ah ah ah ah ah and it.

will. play. keep. a lid.

i smiled when marion manuel returned 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 thinks manuel grandpa always had a solution to shift he could carve small boats and make up stories his eyes would

twinkle with ideas manuel sized he misses grandpa very much. a little. kid. it. was. you. was. was. was.

sleep was. lucky. was. lucky. or model. mom grandma lies on the couch pos manuel sits next to her in grandpa's

armchair good thing if only we could cheer her up he thinks it starts to get dark outside but 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 what grandpa would have done it. good. to. lose. sleep.

a. chance. to. live.

a bit to be a. bit. so .

mom will last but mother runs back to the shed with 3 cats here take the candles off the i'll take the jars we'll take them to the bridge goals fatah skits he

explains to marie what grandpa sketch means and runs back to our shouts everyone come to the window grandma shakes her head. for me please manuel when manuel smiles he looks a little like his grandpa and it's enough to convince get it to get up for the sake of our grandson so he would. she looks out into the night and sees a light seat see deceased. himes 1st one then 2 then a 3rd more and more lights flicker in the dark until the whole bridge just blaming starlight. love. sees. was.

living. love. love. love. love. was. glad. i was.

told. here sock monterey here says manuel from grandpa it was in the shed it keeps on why he gives his grandma the on the let us hand 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 cost. a little bit maybe a. little bit. of.

love and it will. live. in. god.

because. was. gaddaar would you talkin to also get a takes out her handkerchief and wiped her eyes yes at 1st she can't believe what she's seeing the bright light shines right out into the winter darkness what he 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 ceased she beams at them and comes she says to her grandson manuel and her daughter it's time to make the waffles it really is the most beautiful time of the year to cite discuss. our.

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