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Jeannine's avatar

Oh this is a fun prompt! I hope you don't mind, but I copied your version...

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Dearest V.W.H.,

I'm sorry you don't appreciate my sister, but she is necessary.

Many seeds need a spell of darkness and cold to germinate: Without Winter, you would miss artichokes, calming camomile, heather, lavender... no hops for beer, no milkweed for migrating monarchs.

No sweet maple syrup without a Winter's sleep for the trees.

The ticks, mosquitoes, and biting flies would flourish if I stayed forever.

If you insist on seeing me all year 'round, you could move to Florida... but beware the pythons!

See you soon!

Love,

Summer

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Dang, it, I accidentally used 100 words! I just edited out 10 words... all done!

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Summer of 1972

Sweet sixteen and she had a steady boyfriend with a car.

Jane's expectations of this first summer out of school were of going to as many of these up and coming festivals as they could together; music, drugs, drink, new experiences, new ideas, new places.

Unfortunately, the problem with dating an older guy – he was twenty – meant he only got the factory shut down fortnight which didn't coincide with any of the festivals so instead they went camping for a fortnight in Wales and visited old castles.

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