It was November, rainy and cold, with naked trees shivering. The year had been the worst of Stephanie’s life. Six thirty. She burrowed deep into the covers. If she didn’t get up soon, she’d be late for work. She groaned. “Meow,” said Shakespeare the cat. She felt his little body jump onto the bed. SheContinue reading “New Traditions, Part One”
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A Christmas Short Story
The plot I suggested in my last post, with the coffee and the tree and the Christmas date happened to be a short story just waiting to be written. Humor me as I attempt some fiction, decidedly Hallmark-like, with a bit of a Christian twist. It is totally predictable and a little unrealistic, with aContinue reading “A Christmas Short Story”
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