Opening scene from A Wolf’s Christmas gift –Magical holiday love by Darlene Kuncytes



“Megan Daniels hurriedly pushed her way past the throngs of overly cheerful holiday shoppers mulling about and made her way down the street; her head down as she tried to fight off the bone-chilling cold. Christmas lights twinkled and flashed all around her, which only served to darken her already foul mood. Thanking the powers that be that it was finally Friday, and she would be able to just lock herself away for the weekend, she rushed past the happy families as they laughed and juggled their purchases in their arms, plotting their next stop on their holiday hit list. God! She really hated Christmas! The lights, the people…the festive feel in the air. Carols playing wherever you went. It was pure torture! She realized and accepted that fact that she was always a complete downer this time of year; but when you were all alone in a big city, the holidays were just another painful reminder of the emptiness that seemed to constantly surround you. Who would have ever thought that you could feel so lonely with thousands of people all around you? Megan shook her head as she made the quick turn down the alleyway; away from the bustling Christmas shoppers and merry-makers, and headed towards The Port of Call wine bar. All she wanted at the moment was to grab a nice glass of wine and unwind a bit before heading home to her silent apartment. Was that really asking all that much? She knew that her solitude was her own fault, and she accepted that, but when everyone you had ever loved in your life left you…it was inevitable that you would just get to a point in your life where there just wasn’t anything left to give. We all had our limits, didn’t we? Her father had deserted she and her mother when Megan had been only four. Having decided that he didn’t want to be tied down to a nine to five life and a family, he had met some buxom red-head at work and took off to places unknown; forgetting all about the life he used to have and the daughter he cared nothing for.”


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