in the case of Dicky's snowman, he waited in ambush. For Dicky, that delinquent,
knocked the head off his snowman with a sudden attack.
Playing, and then he suddenly turned on his snowman, knocked his block off and
kicked him down. His snowman reincarnated only up to the trunk, and, headless,
the cold zombie stalked Dicky through field and fen. From the forest to the lea, the
endless crunch of slow, slow chases in the snow. That is, the crunch of Dicky's
staggering, the increasingly irregular crunch and cry from the stumbling boy as the
zombie snowman, on a laminary layer of crystals, slides silently, inexorably, toward him.