Delighted to share a short story from the Christmas archives of author Anita Dawes. When you feel that there is little to celebrate, a random act of kindness can bring the sparkle and spirit to Christmas alive.
Two White Mice by Anita Dawes
A cold wind rattled the window frame and whistled through the cracks, lifting the faded cotton curtains like a summer skirt. It was dark outside, but Ruth hadn’t noticed, so intent on keeping warm.
The last of the coal was gone, nothing but ebony dust in the scuttle. The embers were nearly cold. Time to go to bed, she thought, at least it would be warmer there.
A loud knock on the front door made her jump, but she made no move to see who was there. It was probably those rotten kids from the Council estate again. They were always knocking on her door and…
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