I feel a hot blast of air glide along my frozen skin, warming it up for a moment. Am I not dead though ? I'm not sure anymore. Arms are wrapping around me and holding me close. A child's body cuddles up against mine. A head comes to rest on my breast. I think that I hear a faint voice whispering my name: "Nancy ?" This voice... That makes me shiver with pleasure... I know it... Would it be ? Would I then be ? I open my eyes: there he is, drowsing against my side. "Oliver ?" No answer. I kiss him on the forehead. "I love you, Oliver."