The snow fell heavily from the sky, covering the park in a thick white blanket. The trees stood silent. The playground swings moved a little in the cold wind, but no one was there to play. The whole park felt empty and forgotten. Through the falling snow, a small boy appeared. He could not have been more than seven years old. His jacket was thin and torn. His shoes were wet and full of holes. But he didn’t care about the cold. In his arms, he carried three tiny babies bundled tightly in old worn blankets.

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The boy’s face was red from the freezing wind. His arms hurt from carrying the babies for so long. His steps were slow and heavy, but he would not stop. He held the babies close to his chest, trying to keep them warm with the little heat left in his body. Welcome to Chill with Joe, or today’s shout-out goes to Janelle watching from California.