Jane looks at the loaded Christmas tree.
Dominantly red, with a hint of gold.
Beautifully wrapped parcels are stacked neatly around the trunk.
Jane’s favourite carol drifts through the room.
She sits back in her chair, holds a cup of hot chocolate to her lips and allows herself to enjoy the moment.
Soon she will leave the cafe and head to her bare apartment to see if anyone has sent her a Christmas card yet.
Published: Paragraph Planet
