Two seasonal fiction offerings lurk on my series pages. I thought you’d like to see them 🙂

Fred raised a glass of sparkling Wozna Cola and clinked it with Jasmine’s. “To 2022!”

“Yes, to 2022, Daddy.” She sipped, and looked at the sky through the window to the west. “I hope they land safely.”

“Mmm. Willoughby was confident the weather would hold, even across the Great Western Sea. I hope it’s just another of those magical skills he has.”

Jasmine looked down to hide her smile. Willoughby’s ninja skills did not stretch to weather forecasting. With him on board, though, there was a good chance of avoiding danger before it hit them.

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‘Big’ Pete Garcia lay on a sunbed basking in the eerie light of Viridium, the system’s sun, eyes closed, and a hat pulled over his face.

Lars ‘the Swede’ Nilsson adopted a similar position next to him. 

Two further sunbeds, unoccupied, stood on the soft cream sand on the other side of Lars.

“I told her she had the day off,” Lars said to the sky.

After a few moments, Pete replied. “And…?”

“She said she wasn’t a slave now and she’d do whatever she wanted.”

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Seasonal fiction

3 thoughts on “Seasonal fiction

  • 30 December, 2021 at 7:06 am

    Thanks for sharing, Jemima! Every kind of distraction is very welcome these days, as our officials here are planless in fighting against the Omicron variant. I wish you a blessed and sucessful New Year. Stay save and be happy! xx Michael

    • 30 December, 2021 at 8:27 am

      Sorry to hear that, Michael. I was watching the Vierschanzen from Oberstdorf yesterday. Sadly without spectators. Ours have no plan save to make sure people spend as much money as possible to keep the leaders rich.
      I echo your good wishes for the New Year… stay safe. ❤️❤️

  • 30 December, 2021 at 4:30 pm

    Thanks for those great little stories.

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