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(short story)
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I slipped my hand into my pocket, warming my hands from the crisp air. January was freezing. Thomas scooted closer to me, sharing body heat.

"look," he whispered after a shiver, nodding to the sky. I looked up and caught the first glimpse of the sun coming up.

Since we were 6, Thomas and I would watch the sunrise once a month. Being here, this early, together, was freedom.

"This has to be the coldest we've ever been in." Thomas grumbles playfully with his eyes still set on the colors that have begun painting the sky.

"I don't know...4 years ago, November. That was freezing." I mentioned and he laughed remembering the memory with me. "I mean we both got so sick after! plus you nearly...