The Twelve Dates of Christmas
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But life has a way of tipping the seemingly unimaginable on its head.
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She watched them amble along together, zigzagging in that way you do when you walk with your arms around each other after a couple of glasses of wine.
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“You prickle when someone tries to pay you a compliment, but you equally prickle when someone understates your worth. Spiky.”
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She smiled to herself; the first coffee of the day was a joy unlike any other.
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There was something hopeful, expectant almost, about the café at night, empty and dark as it was, as though it were only sleeping, waiting for the morning to bring it to life again.
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A Christmas market was a meandering affair, a gentle seeking of gift possibilities, melding pleasure with purchase.
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Today was comfort day. Today was for decorating the house with the spoils from last night’s shopping extravaganza. Today was for eating comfort food every hour, on the hour.
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“Because sharing your life with someone will always mean compromise.
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She walked home slowly, sipping her coffee and trying to soak in as much of this place as she could. She wished she could store it up in her soul, like charging a battery, so she could use it to sustain herself when she left.