Category: A Misfit Christmas

“Well, your bag fell in Downtown South. Seems to me that if Krampus is escalating this year, they’d probably be the most interested in finally stopping him.” … Continue readingDowntown South

“This will be exciting.”
“I don’t really do exciting, Veronica. Chasing down criminals is what the cops get paid to do. I get paid to sell stuff.” … Continue readingThis Will Be Exciting

Bells began chiming in his pocket. 12:50 already? He knew he’d get lost in his work if he didn’t set his alarm. He snoozed it for five minutes and went back to work on the price tag. … Continue readingNot mad, just working

“I can buy my own presents! Who do you think you are?”
“I’m sorry.”
“You certainly are! How dare you?” … Continue readingA Gifting Misstep

“Would you like me to come shopping with you?” He picked up a potato chip and popped it into his mouth.
“Yes. Would you like to come shopping with me?” She looked at him and then back down at her soup. … Continue readingA Light Lunch And Some Shopping…

The warmth of the coffee lulled him into a thoughtful abstraction. He looked up at the TV without really seeing it. The red bag came into view and he stirred from his reverie. What’s that headline?
Krampus Strikes Again!
What do they mean ‘again’? … Continue readingKrampus Strikes Again!

You have a nice day, Mr. Wescott. Keep an eye on the sky, huh? … Continue readingKeep An Eye On The Sky, Huh?

Bryce was on his way back from JFK. Chad caught a British Airways flight at 8, leaving Bryce with nothing to do this Thursday morning. He had almost an hour on the train to figure something out. … Continue readingOn The Train From JFK

“Stud? Bryce is a Legendary Stud? Really?”
“That was university time. Now, he is this guy.” Janka patted the book. … Continue readingDilyn’s Party (Part 4)

“What kind of hostess would I be if I let you sit around playing wallflower all night?”
“Okay, what about this guy in the shiny green jacket?”
“Handsome and spoken for.” … Continue readingDilyn’s Party (Part 3)