“Jacob turned back to her and lowered his half-frozen face until it was only inches from her dead one–a Romeo with his Juliet. ‘Mary! Mary Fay! Come back to us! Come back to us and tell us where you’ve been!’
It’s hard for me to think of what happened next, let alone write it down, but I must, if only as a warning for anyone else who contemplates some similar experiment in damnation, and may read these words, and turn back because of them.
She opened her eyes.”