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But my sister, Tyndall, an instructor at Alta and a coach at Snowbird, is aware of the risk of investing too much of her life in snow. Not many of her coworkers realize this same risk.

We returned from the pool and I sat on the couch to do some writing. Kyler walked up to me and looked down at the words on the page. Picking up a nearby pen, she underlined a word.

“What does that say?” she asked.

“Snow,” I responded, smiling at her.

She underlined a phrase.

“What does that say?” she repeated. I stopped smiling, alarmed at the words she chose.

“Mass extinction.”

“And this one?” she asked, underlining a full sentence this time.

Fossil fuel industries are propelling climate change.

She looked up at me expectantly, her round olive eyes soft with curiosity. I swallowed, the words dry in my mouth as I spoke them aloud. She tilted her head to the side, blond curls touching her cheek.

“What does that mean?”

I couldn’t answer her. How do you explain climate change to a child?

Waking

I wake up early to get to his house before he awakens. His front door is unlocked, and I push it open softly. His bags from the river are all over the floor, still full. The wooden floorboards creak underfoot as I cross the living room and walk down the hall to his room. He is still asleep, legs tangled in the thin sheets, his hair spiraling out across the pillow in blonde ringlets. I lower myself onto the other side of the bed as gently as I can, but my movements make him stir. Colin reaches over and pulls me closer to him.