“Another snowball, this time it impacted on my shoulder. I dusted the snow off my coat with my free hand and gave him the biggest stinkeye I could muster. “How old are you again? Twelve?” He grinned, teeth white as… — Karina Halle Copy Share Image
“The wind crooned softly as it dusted the snow against the windows, wrapping them in a thick and fluffy cotton blanket.” — Soheir Khashoggi Copy Share Image
