January 15th. Seventy-one degrees. Too hot.
January Fifteenth
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January 15th. Seventy-one degrees. Too hot.
Library card expired. Nothing to read.
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Yes, that’s the beginning, middle, and end of this story. Search on Six Word Stories and you’ll find a gazillion of them. Not to worry, though, I have it on my to-do list to renew my library card.