"Oh, for Pete's sake! I just raked yesterday! Will you give me a break?" I cried as I looked out the living room window.
I walked out to the front yard, rake in hand and grumbling. I pulled my sweatshirt hoodie over my yet-to-be coiffed head of hair. It was 40 degrees outside and I had left my favorite jacket at work!
Crunch, munch, rake...repeat. As I approached the sidewalk, the leaves crunched under my boots until they didn't. There was something soft, not crunchy, under my foot. Not only was it soft, but it was wiggly. The rake dropped and I was warm again...in the living room!
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