Why had she locked down again?
She hadn’t expected him, was caught by surprise.
Every day, she longed to see him again, thought about how she could do things different if she did see him again, tensed up to rally against her locking up.
But she knew that she might just freeze again – and she couldn’t bear to have him leave again.
No, no, no – not again, please.
“This time, just stay, walk toward me, and hold out your hand.
Knock on my door, or on my window.
Help me unthaw.
Help me bridge to our new land.”
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