Category: Carol’s Christmas

The Right Frame Of Mind Jeb twisted the dimmer switch dial to bring the electric lamps and candles in his workshop to a warm glow. “Isn’t this kind of dark for fine work?” Paul followed him into the workshop. “I … Continue readingThe Right Frame Of Mind

Please Come Inside Sarah pulled into her driveway and turned off the car. She released the seatbelt buckle, but she didn’t get out. “What’s the point?” She sunk down in her seat and cried herself to sleep. “It’s not my … Continue readingPlease Come Inside

Hamster Wheel Paul stepped into the bakery and unraveled the scarf he’d wrapped around his mouth and throat. Aundrea was sliding a tray of blueberry muffins into the display case. “You look cold, Paul. Have one of these while they’re … Continue readingHamster Wheel

Everybody Carries Their Pain Differently Maggie looked up from the papers she was reading. “Hey, kid.” “My name is Sarah.” She loomed in the doorway. “Have you heard from Carol? We tried to get in touch with her but her … Continue readingEverybody Carries Their Pain Differently

They Aren’t Kidding About Redheads “So, should I call Jeb for a ride?” Paul looked around the new Christmas village. She turned sharply. “I can drop you off.” “It’s so far out of your way.” He shrugged. “Maybe drop me … Continue readingThey Aren’t Kidding About Redheads

He’s The One Trilby was pushing a cart of books through the aisles of the university library with Marta by her side. “Well, how did it go?” “It was fine until he flipped out on Sarah.” Marta pushed her glasses … Continue readingHe’s The One

You’re The Boss 11/28/2023 Sarah knocked at the mayor’s door. “Maggie?” “Take a seat, kid.” She pointed at the chair in front of her ornate oak desk. She sat down and looked around the office. “I don’t know if Carol … Continue readingYou’re The Boss

I’m Craving Soft Gingerbread Marta unlocked the car. “Just put that on the seat.” “Marta, I—” “Put the food in the car. We’re going to walk over to Wentzel’s and enjoy the night air. Okay?” He nodded and complied. “Ready?” … Continue readingI’m Craving Soft Gingerbread

The Tandoori Grill “Hey, Vik. I brought you a new victim.” Marta said as the restaurateur approached. He smiled warmly. “Be nice, Ms. Kwock. Good evening, sirji. I am Vikram Patel. Welcome to the Tandoori Grill.” Ryan nodded and smiled. … Continue readingThe Tandoori Grill

Side Effects Carol pulled up beside Jeb’s pickup. The farmhouse was decked out in fairy lights and the porch posts were wrapped in a spiral of red tape to make them look like candy canes. Aundrea opened the door as … Continue readingSide Effects