Cherry buds were blooming but she wasn’t fooled. Winter was coming. She heard it in the whispers of the birds, she sensed it in the air.
Though everyone else was convinced spring had finally arrived, she expected hard times to follow. Cold, snowy days in June. Unforgiving blizzards in July. Eternal darkness after that.
The next day she was fired from her job as weatherwoman at the local TV-station.
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300 stories 
I really like it. 🙂
Lesson:- Weather women shall never expect but rather predict through meteorological instruments, the right weather..
Great story… 🙂
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She sounds like she’s from Westeroos. I’m sure House Stark would hire her.