Red does not seem to notice the snow, he seems impervious to it, he does his outruns through the drift, cutting like a knife through butter. He runs towards warmth and Spring, I think.
5
February
Away To Me
by Jon Katz
Red does not seem to notice the snow, he seems impervious to it, he does his outruns through the drift, cutting like a knife through butter. He runs towards warmth and Spring, I think.