When I opened my eyes again, my body felt unnaturally light, like a feather caught in the wind.I expected to see Mom's anxious face and to feel her warm embrace. Back when I was small, she would always be the first to scoop me up when I fell, but now, I faced nothing but the cold, empty rest stop.Snow fell thick and heavy, covering the ground in a dense white blanket. I lay curled up in the snow, and the little beige blanket around me lay buried beneath it, blending into the white.I tried to sit up, but I found myself floating instead. Glancing down, I saw my small, curled-up body lying still. My cheeks had turned purple from the cold, my lips were dark, and frost clung to my long lashes.That was me, yet I now hovered above it all.I tried to touch my body, but my fingers slid through it like fog. At that moment, I knew I was dead, and the shock held me still for a long time.Strangely, I felt no fear and no grief, only an overwhelming emptiness. I floated there, with no sens
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