A snow day carries a certain magic that refuses to fade with age.
The calendar may now say "workday" instead of "school day," and responsibility may tug loudly. Emails may continue to blow up one’s devices, yet...
They wanted to see some sort of ghost, or at least to be chased by the caretaking mad man with the shot gun. That’s what they had heard about, and they were looking for the same thrill so many professed to experiencing.
