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Chapter 2
Chapter 2 By all rights, at such a late hour, Drew McLean should have been back home wrapped up in the warmth of blankets and snuggled in for the night. Not out wandering the streets, but he found himself unable to sleep, and despite the bitter temperature, he felt inclined to go for a walk. While many of his co-workers bemoaned the appearance of coats and snow, Drew welcomed the change of seasons. And this was one of the main reasons why. There was something enchanting about the way the world fell into a hush when it snowed. It was the powdery kind that looked faked, almost like he was on a Hollywood movie set, and his boots made no noise as he walked along. Drew kept his hands buried in the pockets of his jacket and had thankfully pulled his knit cap down as low as it would go, protect
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