pa.  Christine still suffered from the sickness, so she stayed in, while Ryan bundled up Dessie, and himself, and went outside to play with the little girl in the vast, whiteness of the prairie.  Christine looked out the window, and watched them, laughing to herself, as she saw Ryan and Dessie throw patches of snow at each other.  She stared at Dessie giggling as Ryan gently pelted the little girl with tiny handfuls of snow.  She found herself cheering Dessie on, as she threw small handfuls of snow at her loudly laughing Pa.  They looked so small in the midst of that unending whiteness, and they both looked so childlike out there, running and playing.  The whole winter, the little girl, and her pa, spent long hours outside, playing and throwing pieces of the white, soft snow, at each other, and r...

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