The storm had lived up to its gloomy predictions. Standing in her warm living room, Maureen watched the wind gusts turn the wet snowflakes into an off-white frenzy. The reflection of her Christmas tree in the window made her shiver. A fine Christmas Eve, for Eskimos!
She turned and looked at her tree, festive and bright with piles of presents underneath, all set for excited hands to unwrap. Huh, she thought, they’d sit there like that for another week. Her family had gone to her ex-husband’s. This year… Continue reading