Mike and Sue packed and headed east in their quest for the change of seasons.
Sue smiled with delight when the fragrant blossoms of spring tickled her nose. Mike bought a lawn mower and Benadryl.
The summer sun warmed the shore beneath their feet, a bit reminiscent of Arizona, except for the endless expanse of water before them.
Cool autumn nights brought brilliant color to the leaves. They lingered over coffee and watched the breeze billow the curtains when a thunderous crash shook the entire house. Racing to the door, they found a tree resting on their Nissan Maxima. “I guess this is why they call it fall.”
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