THE SOUNDS OF SNOW CRUNCHING BENEATH THE TIRES, THE PERFECT
SNOWBALL READY TO BE THROWN. THE CAR TURNS INTO YOUR DRIVEWAY AS YOU STAY
HIDDEN BESIDE THE GIANT PINE.THE DOOR OPENS, AND YOUR DAD GETS OUT OF THE CAR .
YOU LET THAT SNOWBALL GO AND WITH PINPOINT ACCURACY, BAM! DIRECT HIT TO THE
CHEST.
FOR A SPLIT SECOND YOU STAND FROZEN TO THE ICY GROUND AS DAD
DROPS HIS BRIEFCASE AND IN RECORD TIME SNATCHES UP SOME SNOW AND IN WHAT SEEMED
LIKE JUST ONE MOTION, HE LETS LOOSE AND A MISSILE DISGUISED AS A SNOWBALL HITS
YOU DEAD ON YOUR CHEEK.
IT WAS ALL OUT WAR NOW, AND YOU CAME OUT OF HIDING TO GET A
BETTER SHOT, SCOOPING UP SNOW AND MAKING TWO AT A TIME AS YOU INCHED CLOSER AND
CLOSER TO CERTAIN SHOTS TO THE BODY. DAD WAS WITHOUT MERCY AS HE LAUNCHED ONE
AFTER THE OTHER EACH HITTING ITS MARK.
WITH ONE LAST HARD HIT TO THE CHEST DAD PUT HIS HANDS UP AND
CALLED IT QUITS. DROPPING YOUR LAST SNOWBALL THE TWO OF YOU WALKED TOGETHER
INTO THE HOUSE WHERE MOM WAS STANDING AT THE DOOR SHAKING HER HEAD AND TELLING
DAD HE SHOULD NO BETTER THAT ONE OF YOU COULD HAVE GOTTEN HURT. HE HIT ME ON
THE SHOULDER AS I HEADED UPSTAIRS TO GET OUT OF MY NOW MELTED CLOTHES WITH A
SMILE ON MY FACE AND A MEMORY I WOULD KEEP FOREVER.
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