I found the box in a dusty old antique shop. Christmas crackers from a forgotten decade. It would almost be a crime to pull them, but I had to wonder what treasures would be inside. These were not the mass-produced crackers that had become disappointingly predictable, with tissue-thin paper hats,… Read more“Stuffing Before Turkey”
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A Fantasy Fulfilled
I must have zoned out because next thing I saw was her face, inches away from mine, her emerald eyes blazing into mine, her voice hoarse, demanding “Did you hear any words I just said?” I looked away, because if I looked at those eyes another second, I would have… Read more“A Fantasy Fulfilled”