“The snowman lives in the ice cave,” he called, cupping his hands around his mouth to be heard over the wind. “Huh? A snowman?” He’s really strange! I decided. Why am I standing here listening to him? The man lives in a cabin on a mountaintop all by himself except for a white wolf! And now he’s yelling things about a snowman! “Beware, the snowman!” he repeated. “You cannot go up to the top! You cannot!”
