When I am outside, I realise that I am barefeet, my feet immediately wincing at the snow on the ground as I hug myself and stare down the streets to my house.
The snow is back again, of course but not so much, and I can see Pops...
He's coming out of his sedan, looking so.. old... Older than I remember before I feel some sort of happiness bursting into me as I begin to run to him.
He was still kicking his car, before he paused then turned sideways and a smile coming into his face.
I jump into his arms immediately as he holds me tight and kisses my forehead while I take in his smell, and feel tears come into my eyes as I sob and hold him tighter.
He lets me hug me a while and when he realizes I've calmed down a bit, he pulls away and holds my cheeks as he says "Princess?"
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