One bun, floating and weather.

1. Out of the batch of cinnamon buns, one looks perfect. I make sure Nick gets it.

2. It's my turn to be ill now, and I lie in bed listening to an audio book and floating around between asleep and awake.

3. ...and suddenly it is snowing.

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