The hill ended one foot down. It wasn't much of a hill. "Go play," her mother had said, instead of turning the heat up. "That'll keep you warm."
So Jennica unstrapped the boards from her feet, piled them together, and lit them on fire. There was more than one way to skin a cat. She should know.
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One day.
May I suggest:
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money can't buy you back the love that you had then