NOTE: Joan continues to supply me with new material for my writing. Her adventures are usually a chain of events that fall like dominoes. This story took place in February, after suffering a month of snow, ice, wind, and below zero temperatures—and hauling wood to keep the fire burning twenty-four/seven in the wood stove.

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