It’s almost Christmas

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We have three seasonal stories in the archives:

The Third Christmas, by Alex Hogan

Art and Pat used to be lovers.  Three years ago.  It’s all over.  So why is Art standing outside Pat’s door wearing a silly hat carrying a present?

Quandary, by Lichen Craig

As I turn the key to stop the engine, I see Ryf sitting on the railing of the porch, waiting. I sit still for a few moments, not believing. Once I open the car door I feel every cell of my skin pull me toward him, the way one magnet strives to connect with another. As I hop up the steps he stands and offers a soft smile, holding up his phone. I stand before him with my arms at my sides, taking him in with my eyes. He is beautiful. His hair is longer, falling into his eyes – the blue…

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