I WATCHED FROM THE UPSTAIRS WINDOW AS MARCUS AND HIS FRIENDS POURED BUCKETS OF ICY WATER OVER A DEFENSELESS PUPPY TIED TO THE UTILITY POLE, LAUGHING ABOUT CREATING A LIVING ICE STATUE FOR THE NEIGHBORHOOD TO SEE. THE TINY ANIMAL'S CRIES WERE SHATTERING THE SILENCE OF THE BLIZZARD UNTIL I COULDN'T STAND THE COLD IN MY OWN HEART ANY LONGER. I DASHED INTO THE SNOW IN NOTHING BUT MY PAJAMAS, CLUTCHING A HAIR DRYER AND A WOOL BLANKET, WHILE THE BULLIES MOCKED MY TEARS. EVERYTHING CHANGED WHEN THE FLA