Nixon holds Winters still. Dick had icicles in his eyelashes. They had stuck together when he blinked. Now he couldn’t get his eyes open. Hands that turned blue from the paperwork of command can’t melt ice. Winters stops trying to touch his face and lets Nixon carefully pick out the ice from the lashes. Their faces are close when the eyes finally
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