Len walks in the city park, seeing a flat area with a perfect place to build a snowman, there was 8 inches of snow that night. After much hard work, the Snowman has a broom for a right arm and a bucket on its head, blue buttons for eyes, and rocks for buttons and a mouth. Len steps back, admiring his work "Will you be my friend?" He chuckles "Well, even if you don't talk, at least you can listen.." He has a sad look on his face "I lied to my mom today.." When Len looks back at the snowman, tears in his blue eyes
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