It is in the coldest months that hugs linger snug, and they warm the soul the most. — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
It is in the coldest months that hugs linger snug, and they warm the soul the most. — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
It is in the coldest months that hugs linger snug, and they warm the soul the most. — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
It is in the coldest months that hugs linger snug, and they warm the soul the most. — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
It is in the coldest months that hugs linger snug, and they warm the soul the most. — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
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It is in the coldest months that hugs linger snug, and they warm the soul the most.

— Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
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