This is part of my Seasonal Nostalgia series.
I Also Miss You In The Winter
Like a long forgotten, but much loved sweater, the memory of him tumbled into sight, when she was taking one of her solitary walks. She paused outside his door and stood for a long time, before walking away.
When she got home, hours later, there were footprints outside her door, matching his shoes.
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