[Her boys skipped the toddler phase altogether, but she understands his meaning. She walks beside him, arms tucked around herself.]
What do you think a ghost under the ice wants? A space heater?
[She grimaces, though doesn't seem all too worried about ghosts. She resists the urge to look back again at the lake, as if she'd see a pale figure on the ice, waiting. Wanda shakes her head. It doesn't matter. Ghosts are not her problem.]
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What do you think a ghost under the ice wants? A space heater?
[She grimaces, though doesn't seem all too worried about ghosts. She resists the urge to look back again at the lake, as if she'd see a pale figure on the ice, waiting. Wanda shakes her head. It doesn't matter. Ghosts are not her problem.]
What's your name?