Elmo opened his email and read the dear jane reply. Is there a right way to creatively rearrange another’s soul? No longer feeling guilty or anything at all he wrote today’s low will be -18 with a high of -1. As gusts of wind, occasional snow and dangerous wind chills raged outside he wondered if a person would ever feel warm without a heart. The next day it was sunny with a high of -5 and a low of -11. Elmo prepared himself for divine intervention. Not forthcoming he polished his cha-cha heels and toked on the way to the Dance Annex.