In my grandmother’s hope chest, I come across a photo for which I have no meaning–thread spools and a diary. Continue reading
Because Christmas has passed I’m dispensing with the Christmas music and going a little more tongue-in-cheek, because…why not?
To review the previous installments because the last was posted on December 22 (where has time gone?), you can visit here.
Thanks for your support! 🙂 And I apologize for the delay. I had to go back and read what I’d written. 😉
Ah, the best laid plans, as they say. I thought I would put up the last installment tomorrow, but it started writing itself and I think it intends to be longer. 🤨 (What?!) So, this installment makes up for missing one last night and I will try to get another one written for later this evening, but can make no promises. I, as always, appreciate your reading!
You can read the previous parts here. Thank you and I hope you enjoy!
Baxter raised his head when Mary approached and tried to thump his tail. She cooed at him, stroking his ears. In the background, she could hear, Aileen Lee, Ethan Donahue’s fiancé, talking on the phone. Continue reading
Welcome to the first part of “The Heart of Christmas.” Thank you to my good friend Maggie McConnell for helping me brainstorm. I hope you enjoy!
“There’s never a good time to have lay-offs and Christmas is especially bad…” the office manager’s voice reverberated through the silence of the usually hectic office. The old cliché, you could hear a pin drop? Well…that. Continue reading