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Flash Fiction Friday: That Old Silk Hat - Frisky in the 916
Sipping her tea, she peered out the window at some children constructing a snowman on a nearby lawn. It had been a long time since she’d done this, and she was overdue. She unlocked the trunk and withdrew the black top hat, then grabbed her coat from the rack and ventured outside. “That’s a very …