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“It does,” Lena said. “And the calendar says it’s still autumn. But the wind doesn’t care about December 21st. The wind knows.”

“It’s wrong,” she muttered.

They stood there for a long moment. Then a single snowflake drifted down, landing on Maya’s nose. She laughed. months for the seasons

Her seven-year-old daughter, Maya, tugged her sleeve. “What’s wrong, Mama?” “It does,” Lena said

“See?” Lena smiled. “Winter’s early this year.” tugged her sleeve. “What’s wrong

Lena kissed her forehead. “To help us find our way back to each other. December 25th, Valentine’s Day, your birthday. The Earth doesn’t care about those. But we do.”