Ice Powers
“Not good?” Atlanta asks in her signage at the end of the play, looking concerned.
I shake my head, too fraught to reply likewise, let alone to explain why.
She asks, nonetheless.
“Ice powers,” I write at last, at length, on our conversation paper, which is half-way filled by now.
She frowns. “I wish I had ice powers. You saw what Elsa could do. She is not evil.”
I scowl. `How can I explain how evil the jötnar are? Her ancestors were nearly enslaved by them, and she is defending them!`
I shoot her a disbelieving look when she taps the list that she has just made on the paper with her dark-pink “crayon.”
- • ice cream
• ice skating
• blended ice
• ice cubes
• frozen meals
• freezer
• snowballs, snowmen, snow angels
• snowboarding, tobogganing, sledging, skiing
• ice statues and slides
•looking at snowfall outside the window
• snowflakes under the microscope
• pictures of snow-capped mountains, trees and roofs
I do not know what half of the list pertain to, but her message is clear enough.
“Icy weather and frostbite can kill you,” I write. “You can also slip on ice and hurt yourself.”