is hearing the wind howl. scraping everything clean, tight-knitted teeth savouring, ice and blue. blue antifreeze and vemon. And old seafoam green pick up truck. white-topped with snow. clear, icy crystal. frozen tears, glass shards or both. he waits outside. memories marr his mind. the kitchen light is on, and the fresh snow tracks are becoming old rapidly. the snow is so heavy. the wind is ice-cold. red mittens. a set of keys. the tips of someone's fingers. he was a gambling man.