Chapter five
Frosty arrived at the town hall and asked to see town attorney Dylan Cuevas. He was shown into the hearing room and told to wait until Mr. Cuevas returned from court. Frosty impatiently stood by the door dripping. Rags wondered how long Frosty would or could wait. " Maybe we should make an appointment so you don't melt. " Frosty vacillated and the puddle grew. Just as he was ready to go Dylan came in with the janitor. Frosty smiled at him and began to speak.

" Maybe I am expecting too much, it seems to me that leaving a person to melt is rude and boneheaded. Suppose I had witnessed a crime; melted snowmen can't give testimony. They can't identify perpetrators or clear the innocent. The point is. . . " With that Frosty's last piece of coal fell to the floor. Stopping his disintigration wasn't possible by that point.

Rags stared at puddle. He said goodbye to Dylan and slowly started home stopping along the way for jimmies and chocolate chocolate chip.