“We only get out to dance at this time of year,” the whole Crystal family came out only for the Holidays. They loved the Holidays. “HAPPY NEW YEAR! We hope that your year is filled with happiness and love and music and love and compassion and love and light and, well you get it.”
They were effervescent and exuberant. “What a night! It was magical. The lights, the music, the laughter, the love.” Their voices mingled as they spoke over each other. They were made for balls, parties, and galas. They glistened, glittered, and glinted; it was special.
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Eugenette Morin
I enjoy short stories with a twist, long stories that meander; little snippets that create poems.
I've been writing for a long time, but it's always been left dormant in a notebook.
So now's the time to see if I should take it out.
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