Steamy Windows

It was a cold, wet afternoon and I was sitting in the car outside ballet class, writing. I’d had my head down concentrating for a while and when I finally looked away from my notebook,  the windows had steamed up. Ah, I smiled, it’s been a long time since I’d steamed up a car’s windows.

 

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