Wyoming Wildflowers: The Beginning - Plot & Excerpts
At least the dazed part. The peace remained. She was on her side, pressed against Ed, as he lay on his back. Her cheek on his chest, his arm around her, her leg over his, his hand lightly rubbing her back. He rolled his head toward the window. “Snowing,” he observed. “Looks like it’ll stick.” “Mmm.” If it snowed enough would they close the theater? That would be an unexpected gift. The one she most wanted now. All I want for Christmas is . . . No, better not to think about that. “Open presents Christmas morning,” she said. He picked up her lead. “Christmas Eve. Gotta care for the animals Christmas morning.” “Christmas Eve’s for going to church.” “Do that after tending the animals on Christmas Day.” “Also need Christmas Eve to finish wrapping.
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