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Christmas Cancellation a Holiday Romance

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Evie James

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“When Mr. Caulfield was riding Stayner, his friend and pet horse, to work that morning, he passed the gas station. He was glad that he didn't have to worry about gas prices, like most people, because he didn't have a car. Instead, he just had to worry about getting odd looks from people who weren't used to seeing him ride a horse into town. At least, that was usually all that he had to worry about, but today was different.”

“La plaine fit place à des rocailles parsemées de frêles arbustes et de fougères rabougries. Puis défilèrent sous les sabots ferrés de noires coulées basaltiques, d’où affleuraient nombre de cristaux de roche et de sardoines. Terres entrecoupées de loin en loin par des fissures traîtresses, franchies en sautant par-dessus au triple galop ! Lieu singulier, qui voyait s’ériger de-ci de-là des monuments : temples abandonnés, à demi ensevelis et aux toits empourprés tant ceux-ci étaient drus de joubarbe. Tours en ruines, venteuses, ceintes par le lierre et débordantes de ravenelle… Sites mystérieux du Vieil Empire, dont ils ne s’approchèrent jamais et où ils ne firent pas étape.”

“Why was it so impossible to find anyone to love me? Was that really so difficult? Guys today sucked. Really, they did; it couldn’t be me, right? That was what I kept trying to convince myself of. But deep down, I knew better. Of course, it was me. Me. I was the problem.”

“As I walked away from the cheeky blonde, her sass about the airlines and crew still irritated the hell out of me. She was a damn firecracker; that much was clear. Sure, she had the air of someone who’d never worked a hard day in her life—probably spoiled rotten by her parents. But there was something else about her, the way she challenged me, as though she were a wild mustang daring me to try and break her. Her fiery spirit and sharp tongue contrasted with her delicate features and petite frame, but it had stirred something reckless in me. I’d been compelled to confront her. People always have a way of chasing what’s bad for them, and I wasn’t immune. Maybe it was that instinct, that primal pull to run straight at what could take you down, that appealed to me. Hell, that was how men like me ended up heading off to war.”

“I’d been compelled to confront her. People always have a way of chasing what’s bad for them, and I wasn’t immune. Maybe it was that instinct, that primeval pull to run straight at what could take you down, that appealed to me. Hell, that was how men like me ended up heading off to war.”