A Sunny Day in Glasgow - 100/0 (Snowdays forever)Jeanie does not really consider the weather again until she’s standing by the front entrance of Erie Central with her bookbag slung over her shoulders, watching the snow come down from the sky in what looks to her like dotted diagonal lines, like movie snow. It’s slightly warmer out now and the flakes are bigger, which Jeanie knows means the storm is almost over. She hears a boy’s voice behind her ask someone to borrow a quarter for a can of pop. A palindrome, she thinks, pop. The boy behind her is next to her now, Mike Yakutchik, taking weird sideways sips from a can of Mountain Dew. Jeanie’s thoughts disappear swiftly and completely in Mike’s presence, leaving behind only a heavy blankness and a touch of heat, as if she were buried beneath a powdery drift but still somehow insulated from the cold of the snow.“Looks like it’s going to stop soon,” Mike says, lifting his can so that it appears as if he’s toasting the weather. “Probably quit by the time we’re home.” He sips again, with the can almost perpendicular to his mouth, and wipes his lips with the back of one gloved hand.“Yeah,” Jeanie says. She knows she can stare out at the front yard of Erie Central with Mike for only so long without saying something, anything, to him. “What time is it?” she asks. “My mom’s usually here by now.”Mike shoves the sleeve of his super-puffy Northface coat up his arm and checks his watch. “Three fifteen. Huh.”Jeanie grimaces before she can catch herself, making the same face—she knows this because she has checked in the mirror—as her mother: a harsh, ugly frown that turns her lips into a semi-circle and gives her chin a weird dimple, so that it looks like there’s a faint fermata where her mouth should be.[DOWNLOAD Autumn, Again for free, but think about buying that maroon vinyl, it's worth it.]