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Coffee
I was startled when I heard the knock on the door. I never expect unannounced guest way out here. I opened the door to find him standing there---the biggest smile on his face. Unsure as to attribute the glow about him to his disposition, or the beautiful, uncommonly warm December mourning sun. "Come in," I said, hugging him while pulling him in, in the same motion. "I'm so glad to see you," I said to him, bringing him in for a quick kiss and heartier hug. This time, we embraced a while longer, as if we hadn't see each other in a while, and perhaps, wouldn't again. "There is bad weather coming," he said. "Storm of a Lifetime." I released him, then walked again to the front door, opened it, and was again greeted by the dazzling mourning sun. I closed the door. Looking at him, a bit puzzled, a bit amused, I said, "But, Brother, there's nothing but soft, airy clouds in the sky. No rain can come of those." He smiled. So wide and true. "The storm of a Lifetime is pending, Sis. And I could think ONLY of riding it out HERE...with you." He embraced me once more. "Well, come to the kitchen and sit down," I told him. "I will put on a fresh pot of coffee."
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