Friday, November 20, 2009

A Cold Walk

My extremities were so cold that I could no longer feel them, but I supposed that if I took an average of my entire body, I’d’ve said I was warm. So I kept walking.

“How long ‘til we get there?”

I shrugged. I didn’t know, so it was better to keep walking than make up some arbitrary number to keep this child entertained.

“Hey! I asked you a question!”

I stopped, squatted down and looked the little girl straight in the eye.”

“As long as it takes for a hufflufugus to turn into a minipony.”

“Ohhhhhh.”

And we kept walking.

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