Drape the garland around the Douglas Fir
Green, red, blue, silver and gold
Bulbs you can see yourself in
Snowcapped rooftops glisten with blue, white snow
Bing on the record player,
wishing to go back to Christmases gone by.
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Trouble at the Tea Leafing Café
The rain had started right around the time that Annie was buttering her second thick slice of homemade toast for breakfast, and hadn’t paused since. Not that anyone could tell. The windows of the café were fogged over, and with every seat filled with happy customers munching on fresh baked pastries or steaming bowls of the delicious soup of the day, it was hardly surprising. Annie looked around the room, finally taking a moment to breathe after the lunch time rush. Her old life already felt like a bad memory, a part of her history, always, but just that. History.
By Hannah Moore3 days ago in Fiction
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