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A Jesus balloon whips in the April breeze, string tugging free from a pudgy hand. Up it bobs, round and shiny, escaping its bawling little owner and making a helium ascension into a sky freshly popped with soft clouds.

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Ana rose from our bed. In silver cast by the moon, she stripped off her nightgown. Frigid air grazed my face as she opened the balcony door and slipped outside.

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The mass of arctic air extended from Texas to the high plains of Canada, stagnant and solid, imposing a record thirty-three days of freezing weather . . .

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Nikki O’Keefe rolled across her bed toward the ringing telephone, shoved away the pillow she’d cuddled while she slept . . .