A Warped Holiday Tale (after Bill Lapham)

The snow accumulated on the windows, each crack within the panes accentuated like the swift breaking of an ice-covered lake under an unfortunate traveler's feet. The cat was gone, his resilience amongst mice and rabbits unable to extend into the movements in the darkness. Graham's hand trembled, nearly spilling the last dram of his Aberlour, long-reserved for such a desolate and--until recently--seemingly lifeless evening. Squinting into the shadows with blue-veiled, bespectacled eyes, he enquired, "To whose acquaintance do I share this unknown pleasure?"
A woman's voice, soft but familiar, answered, "You don't know by now?"
The chill in the air paled against the frost tip-toeing up his back.

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Tags: Claire, Graham, Holiday, Lapham, Warped

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Comment by Jeanette Cheezum on December 6, 2010 at 10:52am
Great job.
Comment by Cath Barton on December 6, 2010 at 5:36am
This is good fun!!
Comment by Adam Fine on December 6, 2010 at 4:13am
Thank you. :)
Comment by Brittany on December 6, 2010 at 4:08am
I like this one very much.
Comment by Adam Fine on December 6, 2010 at 3:42am
Thank you! Hopefully I'll figure this out soon.
Comment by Sandra Davies on December 6, 2010 at 3:33am
VERY nice indeed - and what a well-stocked drinks cabinet Graham has! Beautiful final sentence.

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