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    Roseanne quickly got herself together, slipping into her down jacket and scarf as she raced downstairs.


    Reaching the bottom, she found a crowd of kids already out and about, each armed with their own set of tools, enjoying the winter''s first snowfall-a rare treat indeed.


    Standing apart from the crowd, under a snow-covered tree, Owen Reynolds watched her with a smile.


    Roseanne''s eyes lit up, and she dashed over to him.


    It was only when she got closer that she noticed the bucket by his feet, filled with—


    Snowball makers, mini snow shovels, stic snow rakes...


    And not just any snowball makers, but ones in various shapes.


    "These...these..." Roseanne swallowed hard.


    Owen Reynolds said, "For you to enjoy."


    Wow!


    "Professor, I''m not a kid..."


    Yet, two minutester-


    Roseanne excitedly waved him over: "Professor! Look at this duck! Doesn''t it look just like one?!"


    "And this little dinosaur, too cute!"


    "Professor, could you use this little shovel to scoop up some clean snow from over there? I want the pure white kind, not a speck of dirt-” "Professor "


    "Professor..."


    Roseanne was too excited.


    Many passing neighbors gave her curious looks.


    What could she do? She was from the South!


    Only someone from there would know the true value of a big snowfall!


    She was having the time of her life.


    Owen Reynolds, watching her y and asionally following her orders like a personal assistant-was also having a great time.


    Meanwhile, Stoddard was in theb, scratching his head in frustration.


    "What time is it? Why isn''t Owen here yet? We had problems with two sets of data yesterday, waiting for him to fix them!"


    Sammy was surprised: "Mr. Stoddard, you''re waiting for Mr. Reynolds?"


    "Yeah, why?"


    "Well... Mr. Reynolds took a day off today."


    "A day off?! When did he request that?! Howe I didn''t know?!"


    "...The professor sent an emailst night, said... he''d be away and left you in charge of theb work."


    Stoddard was dumbfounded. A great start to the day!


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    Sammy: “Jen, give it up. I tried booking tickets online at midnight and still couldn''t get any."


    “Oh, Sammy, going for the romantic snow view in Central Park, huh?"


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    "Taking Liz with you?"


    "Yeah! What''s the fun in going alone, right? It''s gotta be a duo."


    Jen thought for a moment: "Then you better brush up on your photography skills."


    Sammy, dead serious: "I''m on it, been watching lots of video tutorials online."


    Jen was just teasing, but Sammy was way ahead.


    She gave him a thumbs-up, with a hint of nostalgia in her eyes.


    Sammy, oblivious to the implication, just grinned away.


    Jen sighed: Sometimes, ignorance is bliss.


    "Central Park? Now?" Roseanne blinked.


    After ying in the snow for half an hour, her gloves were soaked


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    A few minutester, her fingers were as numb as carrots.


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    He simply confiscated her snow-ying tools.


    Roseanne: "?"


    ...He knew exactly how to hit where it hurt!