Mom thinks I’m cold

On a cool autumn morning, a young boy, Toby, dressed in an orange heavy down jacket, a fluffy red wool scarf, wearing a light blue toque with ear flaps arrived at school.

“Toby, are you cold?” Katy, a young girl in a pink hoodie asked. “Why did you dress up for winter already?”

“My mum thinks I’m cold,” Toby said softly, feeling slightly ashamed.

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