(advent) Saturday, December 1 – a new Schrodinger/Molly story!

Yes, I know, it’s after 2 pm, but it’s still the 1st!  I woke up with a lovely gluten hangover, and had to go right out and go to my nutritionist’s appointment.  I came home and crashed again, but I have too much to do today to sleep all day (with the snow falling, it’s tempting!).    BUT!

I decided to do a new Advent Story this year.

So yes, Molly, Schrodinger and Drew are all back.  It’s a slightly different story – a slightly different feel.  I have a plan, you see, for Carter’s Cove and its Roads, and this is a first step down to that plan.

I hope you enjoy it.

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“Merry Christmas, Aunt Margie!”

Margie Barrett smiled up at the tall young man who had just swept through the door. “And a very Merry Christmas to you, Drew!” she replied, then lowered her voice. “I’m happy you thought of this, to be honest. She’s been moping around for the last week.”

Drew McIntyre was well aware of his girlfriend’s current moodiness. Molly Barrett was normally one of the calmest, sunniest people he knew – everyone who knew her loved her temperament. But life had reminded her how fleeting it could be in the last two months, and her mood had darkened, mirroring the dark, dank nights of late November in Carter’s Cove, Maine. It was part of the reason he’d come up with the scheme in the first place.

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I hope you like it!  Tell me what you think!

Originally published at The words of Valerie Griswold-Ford. You can comment here or there.