“Snow fell. Carolers moved among the mansions of Prairie Avenue, pausing now and then to enter the fine houses for hot mulled… — Erik Larson Copy Share Image
It was, you know, probably 80 degrees out in L.A., and my dad took me outside and there was snow. At the… — Tori Spelling Copy Share Image
I sit alone by the fire inside our home. Outside the snow is falling and Im singing. — Neon Trees Copy Share Image
