Lucille always loved a strong breeze. She said it was nature's way of blowing away our sorrows.'

Just then another gust of wind whipped around us. Aunt Tootie smiled. I smiled too.

Author: Beth Hoffman

Lucille always loved a strong breeze. She said it was nature's way of blowing away our sorrows.'<br /><br />Just then another gust of wind whipped around us. Aunt Tootie smiled. I smiled too. - Beth Hoffman



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