
Everything thaws eventually
February 6, 2010One foot on the speckled frozen surface, another on the shore, she skittered a stone toward the center of the lake, sending it like a prayer toward the middle. She felt the ice groan through the sole of her boot, imagined its slow heaving out there past where she could see. It had been an entire winter of this wondering if the lake would ever thaw again, whether what lay beneath her would finally give way.
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