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Snow is one of the most magical aspects of nature. Songs have been written about it, and no one can deny the beauty of waking up to a fresh blanket of snow on a winter morning. Each flake that drifts through the sky and lights upon the ground, or the boughs of a fir tree, or the tongue of a child is different, each one of the countless crystals an individual work of art.
But, in the hands of a bully, snow can become an insidious weapon. It can be compacted into a ball and hurled at an unsuspecting victim’s head, or scooped up and stuffed down their back.
So, what’s a kid to do?
Sometimes the answer to that question can be found one’s own front yard… with a little help from magic cap.
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Part Six of the novel, The Dead Kids Club, by Rich Hosek.Make sure to subscribe to my email list at BedtimeStories.studio to be notified...
