A woman attends the funeral of the man who told her not to marry his son.
"I thought again of his father’s insistence on the splinter of ice in the heart."
The woman in this story seems conflicted. But her morals aren't held in very high esteem so you can understand the ending. That splinter of ice in the heart describes these people, ugh. Overall, the descriptive powers of Busch make the story worth reading. However, I didn't care much for any of the characters, except maybe the cab driver. He seemed cool, lol.
May be read here.