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I shoved hard, wriggling the pole all around, thrusting it up and doildly I could hear so out over the storm

Suddenly the pole was yanked out of , louder and more pronounced, until I realized it was the sound of so their way down to me

“OH MY GOD!”

The snow broke away in giant chunks, falling on top ht flooded htness obliterated e force, roaring loudly in my ears

I was blind Practically deaf Then I felt the htly over mine

“Gotcha!”

Four

SHANE

She looked astonishingly beautiful — like an angel, e from the snow Or like some kind of screwed up reverse phoenix, one that rises from the ice instead of the ashes

“ARE YOU OKAY?”

I had to practically screa wind? All el could do was nod back at me

“COME ON!” I said, extending my hand “WE HAVE TO GET DOWN THE MOUNTAIN!”

She nodded again, this ti hair all around

her pretty face, I realized so:

She wasn’t wearing a jacket