Icy Reception
A tale from long ago.
I had a phone call this morning. I wasn't happy because it was early and I was warm in bed. I reached out and picked up the handset. “Hello?” It was my friend, Stacey. “Can you come over and help me... please?” She sounded desperate. “My windows,” she said. “Completely frozen.” I sighed. “Don't you have a can of de-icer?” “Yes,” she said meekly. “Then spray plenty on and wait a few minutes!” She hung up. A few minutes lat...
