Jack

'Are you cold?'

Amanda looks at me as if I'm an idiot. 'We're in the Arctic, Jack.'

She's right of course, but we're also underneath several layers of fur hides and drinking rum. We've escaped to Norway for a few days and it genuinely feels as if we've landed in wonderland. I've never seen so much snow; we're currently watching it fall from the comfort of our huge bed beneath the glass dome of our igloo. If she'd had her way we'd have made a run for the sun, but we made a bet and she lost, so we're here scratching my itch to go aurora hunting. We've been unlucky so far; tonight's our final night here, so it's all or nothing.

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