During our time together in this place Holly didn’t outright avoid me or treat me rudely. But she wasn’t-how do women like to put it? She wasn’t emotionally available to me.

I don’t know how these things died without benefit of a bullet to the brain pan. They seemed to exist in an eternal twilight of longing.

Two Dutch, two Americans, one German and one Australian. And yet, as the rocket began to quake beneath us, my mind focused on a man in Antarctica. I thought about Sam “Snowbow” Archambeau waiting for the September sunrise to reach the South Pole. I smiled recalling him getting a haircut in a lawn chair next to the frozen barbershop pole.” — Nikki in the upcoming novel, “Nikki White: Polar Extremes” (Nikki, #3)

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