The doorbell jingled; the Christmas fairy shifted on her perch to identify the newcomer.
“Good Christmas, Mabel?” said Joe, flopping down next to the woman nursing a cappuccino.
“Oh usual stuff, kids everywhere, noise, noise, noise.”
She’d spent the day alone, in bed.
He sipped his espresso.
He’d shared his Christmas with a whisky bottle. That much was true.
“Was gonna ask if you wanted to come round.”
“Same here. Glad you were sorted though.”
Ten minutes later Mabel left, Joe ordered another coffee, and the fairy sighed.
You could lead the lonely to water – but hell would freeze over before they’d drink.
A very happy, healthy and prosperous New Year to all Friday Fictioneers. Looking forward to seeing you all again, and probably some new faces too, in 2016. Special thanks to Rochelle, for her patience, fortitude and leadership. I hope the coming year brings you happiness, and as much success as this one, Rochelle. Mine’s a re-run – hope you don’t mind – I’m short on both time and inspiration right now. Here’s hoping that will change for the better in 2016 too! 😉