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A Winters Tale — The Missing Bit
By
Julie D Cole
I closed my eyes and snuggled to his warm chest. Was this a dream? I daren’t open my eyes. I just felt that I must look a dreadful sight so I daren’t move in case I woke up. But I could feel a heartbeat and it was beating faster as I snuggled tightly and felt his strong arms around me. I never experienced such comfort and I needed this embrace more than ever in my life.
He didn’t move forward and I daren’t move backwards. What if he was a dream? He pushed forward his hips and I held firm. I was almost off my feet my now standing on the tips of my toes. My God he smelled nice as I nuzzled into his shoulder. Surely I couldn’t be dreaming if I could smell his deodorant. I opened one eye and saw him looking into my face. His teeth were white as the snow and he smiled.
‘Oh Jake I’m so glad that you are alive and well. I’ve searched for signs on the crag in case you fell and froze to death that night when you left so upset with me. What happened? |
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