LESlie was miffed. He had come to a deal with his old school pal that would have benefitted them both, but his pal had chosen to welsh on it. Feeling glum, he slumped into his chair and picked up the history book he had been reading. The book was all about ancient Rome and the divide between the plebs and the patricians, but it didn't grab his interest as before. Outside the snow was getting thicker and the children couldn't wait to get out with their sleds. Leslie pulled himself together and decided to go out in the snow too. He had to sort through the various fuels in his garage so that he could fill up the tank of his snowmobile. Zooming around on his snowmobile took the spell of gloom off of him. "I'll bounce back from this setback" , he thought to himself.
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