She regretted jumping in to the January lake the moment her feet touched the water. From there the cold rushed up her body like a train, speeding uncontrollably along a track. Completely submerged, her long hair floated above her head, reaching for the frigid air above. Then blackness surrounded her, and she knew no more.

She awoke with a gasp. That damned dream again. There were many things in her life she regretted but none more than that stupid polar bear dip her boyfriend in college had talked her into.  Stupid, stupid Canadian tradition.

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