Eskimold

A festively wrapped package sat under the Christmas tree, its gift tag filled out in Santa’s all-capitalized lettering. It was an Eskimold and Sarah loved it. So at the next flurry, she began construction on an igloo. But without a substantial amount of snow, we were forced to strip-mine a twenty foot radius around the project. As I scraped snow into the mold, Sarah dumped and positioned the bricks, building up her igloo’s walls. After I had left and the sun had set, Sarah continued her labor. When the last brick was in place, my sister, the eskimo, crawled inside.