“HELL is cold—eye-watering, tooth-chattering, razor-sharp goose bumps cold.Winter started off small. Wanting to keep my coat on hours after I’d gone into the kitchen. Not being able to put my bare foot down on my bedroom floor without losing my breath. Then, one morning, I walked out the door, bundled into my thick down parka, felt the icy slap of the air against my cheeks, and ran right back into the house.I was sleeping later and later each morning to avoid waking up in the dark. I was aware t...hat my thin blood made the transition to cold weather worse. My pride was the only thing that kept me from arriving at work wearing a full-body snow-suit. But in the mornings, I would allow myself the luxury of burrowing under four full-size quilts and waiting until the last possible second to get up and get dressed.And that’s exactly what I was doing when Evie came into my room on my next morning off and whipped the covers from over my head.“I thought we were going shopping today,” she said, bouncing the mattress and jostling the pillow from under my head.“This is a direct violation of the ‘tell your friends where your spare key is hidden’ trust,”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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