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Month: December 2022

Twas the Night After Christmas

Posted on December 27, 2022December 26, 2022 by Elizabeth

Twas the night after Christmas, when all through the houseblood was dripping and pooling in puddles far more than an ounce.Ears were hung down the staircase with care,in hopes of exposing his parents’ sins bare. The bodies were scattered by parts through the homestead,visions of torment danced in my head.And Mama in her nighty, Dad…

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The Stuffed Stocking

Posted on December 20, 2022December 21, 2022 by Elizabeth

The turkey was in the oven. Why they were having turkey was beyond him. It was Christmas Eve, and everyone knew ham was the definitive Christmas meal. Not turkey.  Everyone except her.  She also didn’t know that the antipasto started at five, served properly – not buffet style, and dinner was at six. She had…

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Alice’s Christmas Gift

Posted on December 13, 2022December 12, 2022 by Elizabeth

It was truly the most wonderful time of the year for Alice. She loved the music, the cheer, the food, and most of all, the snow. Nothing filled her heart with more cheer than driving through nearby neighborhoods with Christmas music reverberating through her windows and her heart, chain smoking her Virginia Slims, watching the…

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A Midnight Hunt (Part 1)

Posted on December 6, 2022November 29, 2022 by Elizabeth

Maybe tonight things would be different. The magic had picked up with the storm. It was almost palpable in the air. Maybe Gabrielle could really be the Ice Queen after all. She thought of Rick and their good times. The snow slowed its pace. The rumbled of truck caught Gabrielle’s attention. Its sloppy maneuvering and aggressive speed were enough to tell Gabrielle that it was going to be one of those nights. She watched as the truck came barreling down the street. The fear of the unknown mixed with the memories of other nights causing Gabrielle’s chest to tighten. Her throat felt constricted. She closed her eyes as the snow came billowing onto the porch. She tried to chuckle at the thought that it was trying to give her a hug. She couldn’t laugh. She knew too well what was going to happen. Gabrielle opened her eyes and watched as Rick clipped the corner of their driveway. She heard his slurred trail of screamed obscenities from the porch. She watched as his anger transformed his face from drunk and lax to red and harsh.

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