Christmas Cheer

She hoped the trip to the glittery Christmas atmosphere of the bar would cheer her. It had been so cold she felt thoroughly chilled. The warmth of the local pub was welcoming. They might even have a bit of mistletoe strung up somewhere and with a brief surge of bravery she might linger under it for a wishful moment.

Memories of a touch, a kiss under the mistletoe still caused a bubbly churn in her stomach. She was alone, but still longed for companionship and love. Especially at this time of year when everyone around her seemed to be in love.

The steamy dirt of life was hidden, just for a short time, and people needed a respite from the everyday shuffle of ordinary life. This season of love and giving always seemed to bring out the best of hope and wishes for change.

Opening the door she was greeted by the bartender and a couple of old friends. The older man sat down beside her and nodded towards the mistletoe with a wry smile, “later?” Marie smiled back with a nod and suddenly she felt warmer, cozy and befriended. She received her wished for gift.

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