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LAST LAUGH
The
glacier oozed like discoloured toothpaste from mountains topped with
snow like crumpled bedlinen.
With
Andy droning on about “moraines”, we climbed up beside the
glacier before stepping onto the jagged ice. 'Glacier formation is
fascinating.'
'Yeah.'
I yawned.
Andy
found a minty-blue ice cave. 'Come and look at these stalactites.'
'They're
icicles, not stalactites. And I'm not entering a cave that could
collapse without warning.'
'You
think icicles are dangerous?' Sarcasm splintered his laugh.
With
an ear-shattering boom ice pinnacles lifted and toppled.
Andy
squealed and leapt clear as the glacier swallowed the cave.
I returned his sarcastic laugh.
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