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surrounded her . Am I dreaming?
Piles of ivory silken sheets and downy comforters were twisted around her in the middle of a massive sleigh bed. An enormous stone fireplace covered most of the wall opposite her, and everywhere she looked was gorgeous handcrafted wooden furniture. Lucy slid off of the bed and began to wander around the room.
It was meticulously clean and organized, not one knick-knack to be found. On top of a dresser she found a silver picture frame and pulled it down. The formal portrait of five towering men and two older adults was the only personal effect in the room. Right away she recognized Nicholas. This is his family! I must be in Nicholas' house. For the life of her, Lucy could not remember how she got here.
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Sweet Inspiration
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"Nicholas! Are you here?" Silence echoed in the huge room. Lucy was wearing an elegant silk nightgown, and a matching robe was lying across the bottom of the bed. Did Nicholas get these for me? Her head started to pound. She pulled on the satiny robe and tightened the sash around her waist.
Lucy wandered through a masculine living room, furnished with dark leather couches and cherry wood cabinets. The delicious aroma of white pine filled the room. Evergreen swags covered the fireplace mantel and decorated the chandeliers. A towering spruce stood in the corner. It was the most spectacular tree she had ever seen...completely covered with tiny white lights and sparkling glass ornaments.
Something jogged her memory. Those glass ornaments remind me of something. A glass...castle?
Continuing through the great room, she found the kitchen.
Nicholas' kitchen. It was incredible. Top of the line stainless steel appliances nestled within custom walnut cabinets, black granite topped every surface, and a myriad of pots and pans hung from a rack in the center of the room. She tiptoed to the stove and found a simmering pot of cider. She inhaled the delicious fragrance and started searching the cabinets for a mug. When Lucy opened the cabinet above her, she giggled out loud. Rows of black ceramic mugs were lined up in perfect order on the shelves. Nicholas gives anal retentive a new meaning
Lucy ladled cider into a mug and walked back to the great room. Sunshine filtered through the tall windows and glistened off the glass ornaments on the tree. Built-in 75
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benches stretched across the front of the room, just under the windows. She sat down on the soft cushions and wrapped a plaid blanket around her shoulders. How beautiful! I can see the whole village from here
Lucy vaguely remembered Nicholas talking about his village. It reminded her of photos she'd seen of European towns. Dozens of shops and stone buildings lined the narrow streets. Multicolored awnings crowned the doorways, and window boxes filled with boxwood and pinecones greeted shoppers. Black iron lampposts with old-fashioned gas lamps stood at each street corner. And Lucy could swear she heard music...Christmas music.
I wonder why so many children are outside. Shouldn't they be in school? In fact, the bustling town was filled with children, no adults at all . Lucy stood up and pressed her face to the window. All of the children were dressed in unusual clothes. Many of the boys sported vests, and knickers with black buckled shoes. The girls wore colorful hand-knit hats with tassels and mufflers wrapped around their necks. Their stockings were striped and checkered, and their woolen coats had old-fashioned wooden buttons. As Lucy studied the children more closely, she realized one other thing. Their ears...their ears...they're pointy! There is no way...this is impossible. I must be hallucinating.
And their faces weren't youthful at all. Many were wrinkled, with shocking white hair woven into braids. In fact, now that she looked a little more closely, she realized that the
"children" were actually adults. Some of them had babies bundled in their arms, and some were
Piles of ivory silken sheets and downy comforters were twisted around her in the middle of a massive sleigh bed. An enormous stone fireplace covered most of the wall opposite her, and everywhere she looked was gorgeous handcrafted wooden furniture. Lucy slid off of the bed and began to wander around the room.
It was meticulously clean and organized, not one knick-knack to be found. On top of a dresser she found a silver picture frame and pulled it down. The formal portrait of five towering men and two older adults was the only personal effect in the room. Right away she recognized Nicholas. This is his family! I must be in Nicholas' house. For the life of her, Lucy could not remember how she got here.
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Sweet Inspiration
by Penny Watson
"Nicholas! Are you here?" Silence echoed in the huge room. Lucy was wearing an elegant silk nightgown, and a matching robe was lying across the bottom of the bed. Did Nicholas get these for me? Her head started to pound. She pulled on the satiny robe and tightened the sash around her waist.
Lucy wandered through a masculine living room, furnished with dark leather couches and cherry wood cabinets. The delicious aroma of white pine filled the room. Evergreen swags covered the fireplace mantel and decorated the chandeliers. A towering spruce stood in the corner. It was the most spectacular tree she had ever seen...completely covered with tiny white lights and sparkling glass ornaments.
Something jogged her memory. Those glass ornaments remind me of something. A glass...castle?
Continuing through the great room, she found the kitchen.
Nicholas' kitchen. It was incredible. Top of the line stainless steel appliances nestled within custom walnut cabinets, black granite topped every surface, and a myriad of pots and pans hung from a rack in the center of the room. She tiptoed to the stove and found a simmering pot of cider. She inhaled the delicious fragrance and started searching the cabinets for a mug. When Lucy opened the cabinet above her, she giggled out loud. Rows of black ceramic mugs were lined up in perfect order on the shelves. Nicholas gives anal retentive a new meaning
Lucy ladled cider into a mug and walked back to the great room. Sunshine filtered through the tall windows and glistened off the glass ornaments on the tree. Built-in 75
Sweet Inspiration
by Penny Watson
benches stretched across the front of the room, just under the windows. She sat down on the soft cushions and wrapped a plaid blanket around her shoulders. How beautiful! I can see the whole village from here
Lucy vaguely remembered Nicholas talking about his village. It reminded her of photos she'd seen of European towns. Dozens of shops and stone buildings lined the narrow streets. Multicolored awnings crowned the doorways, and window boxes filled with boxwood and pinecones greeted shoppers. Black iron lampposts with old-fashioned gas lamps stood at each street corner. And Lucy could swear she heard music...Christmas music.
I wonder why so many children are outside. Shouldn't they be in school? In fact, the bustling town was filled with children, no adults at all . Lucy stood up and pressed her face to the window. All of the children were dressed in unusual clothes. Many of the boys sported vests, and knickers with black buckled shoes. The girls wore colorful hand-knit hats with tassels and mufflers wrapped around their necks. Their stockings were striped and checkered, and their woolen coats had old-fashioned wooden buttons. As Lucy studied the children more closely, she realized one other thing. Their ears...their ears...they're pointy! There is no way...this is impossible. I must be hallucinating.
And their faces weren't youthful at all. Many were wrinkled, with shocking white hair woven into braids. In fact, now that she looked a little more closely, she realized that the
"children" were actually adults. Some of them had babies bundled in their arms, and some were
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