"Shovel, I am so sorry I broke you. I had no idea that you were such a soft and sensitive soul. I didn't realize you would bend and break in nature's icy blast. I thought you were tougher than that. I really did.
And I'm also sorry for the things that I said to you - rather, yelled at you - when you succumbed to the pressure of the ice and slush. But really, what did you expect after you left me there, on my ass in the slush holding only your handle?
Please accept my apology.
Yours forever (or until Friday garbage day),
Amy"
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