A Snowball’s Chance

Granddad crunched through the field at peace in the silence of the thick blanket of snow. Turning home he crossed through the thin line of trees on the property line. Two steps into the yard a war cry erupted. Snowballs whizzed around him.

Granddad had forgotten that the grandkids were coming over for the afternoon.

One Response to “A Snowball’s Chance”

  1.   Kerri
    January 30th, 2007 | 8:04 am

    /me tucks this idea away for future use :)


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