PREVIEW
... 95, the temperature plummeted.
Snowflakes, like torn pieces of cotton, silently covered Privet Drive in Surrey.
The houses neatly lined up on both sides of the street wore white snow caps, and the bushes in the gardens turned into fluffy snow piles. The usually slightly rigid and dull neighborhood, dotted with plenty of Christmas decorations, rarely showed a touch of fairy-tale tranquility.
The dim yellow glow of the streetlights diffused in the white snow, illuminating t ...
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