"Aren't you cold?" I asked him. 

"Cold?" He took a long blink as if he had to process the meaning behind the word. "Cold. That has little meaning to me........Nothing is as cold as the loneliness in my heart.” 

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The only thing that Vicki wished for was to be home enjoying this winter resort as a postcard, not to be the middle of it. She was already paranoid about the ice pond breaking but when she saw him she realized that the ice pond breaking was the least of her worries. 

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