Any Given Winter's Night

[soapbox_solo38]

Sam let out a breath, wisps of blond bangs flying upwards.

“I burned them again,” she informed the petite woman standing beside her, oven mitts on both hands.

“Make another batch, then,” came her reply as a tray of smoking lumps was dumped into a water-filled bucket.

“Sugar doesn’t grow on trees, Janet.”

“You’re going to learn how to make

Comments

[soapbox_solo38]

Thank you! Bringing out the "sideline" characters was one of the best parts of writing it. :)

[miera_c]

*cough*

Who's "Peter Davis"? (It's Paul, not Peter. ;)

[soapbox_solo38]

*headdesk*

You know, I knew I was forgetting something... :P

Thanks for reading!

[miera_c]

hee! No worries.

[vickysg1]

That's great!

[soapbox_solo38]

Thanks!

[silver_galaxy]

Great story, I loved that everyone was involved, even if it was just a little. I'm not sure if it is because it's Christmas time, but I definitely got the feeling like that could have been set on Christmas Eve (it may have been the cookies!)

[soapbox_solo38]

I personally pictured it somewhere around the beginning of December, but it certainly could work for Christmas Eve. :) Thanks for reading!

[momm2five]

Very nice! I love seeing what everyone is doing. It's great to have them all going about *normal* life without immdiate danger looming!

[soapbox_solo38]

Sometimes I think they like to look at each other and go, "Normal? What's that again?" :)

Thanks!