All I Want for Christmas is You (Short Story)
“Billy he could feel it throbbing off of her. Her fingernails were practically gone. And he wasn’t exactly thrilled about this whole dinner plan with her parents, but he was doing it to make her happy and hopefully to get her to stop chewing her nails until they bled.Night came early to Pittsburgh in the winter. And the neighborhood looked its best this time of year. Christmas lights brightened the poorest of the houses. Snow covered the worst of the sidewalks.They kicked their way through the middle of the street, through piles of freshly fallen snow. White flakes still tumbled from the sky, covering Maddy’s pretty curls, melting on her cheeks. He liked her any season, but Christmas and her birthday were always a good stretch of time for them.The air smelled like baking and pot roast, which made his stomach roar.Maddy’s mom was going to make something fancy. Fancy and weird. There was a good chance it would be gross. She was like that; looking through cookbooks to find something no on...e in the world really wanted to eat.Maddy, he thought, when he started to get grossed out thinking about what kind of dinner Maddy’s mom was going to make.MoreLess
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