Santa’s Surprise

Short, sweet romantic comedy. This short story will bring a smile to your face for a mere $0.99 – sofa change.

Short excerpt:

“Are you crazy?” Molly asked her brother, Keith.

“Aw, come on,” Keith whined.

“No. Nyet. Nunca, Non. How many languages do I have to use to get this across to you?”

“You’re my twin. Twins stick together.”

She crossed her arms over her chest. “I told you already. No.”

“Please? I’m on bended knee.”

She turned away from him.

“Valerie, I could use a little help here,” he said, staring at his wife.

“I know how she feels. This is risky. She could get caught.”

“Get caught? It’s not like she’s stealing the crown jewels, Val.”

“I know. She won’t get arrested, but the humiliation.”

“Look, Mom and Dad have already said they’d take the kids. I have a suite reserved at the Ritz tonight. It’s our anniversary, for Chrissakes.”

“That’s your problem.”

“I didn’t sign up to play Santa’s helper at the team’s kiddie Christmas party. We drew straws. I lost.”

“Must I repeat myself? It’s not my problem.”

Keith Wilson, star running back for the Connecticut Kings, plucked another beer from the fridge.

“You’re right. I never should have asked you,” he said.

Molly faced him. “Do you mean that?”

“Yeah. Well, the only reason I’m asking is because you’re such an accomplished actress, I figured you could pull it off. You know, play any part. Isn’t that what the actresses who win Academy Awards say? Aren’t they always looking for that difficult part to sink their teeth into?”

Molly’s eyes widened. “You think I’m an accomplished actress? Since when?”

“Since…always. But if this is beyond your ability… Hell, well, then I understand, I guess.”

“I didn’t say that.”

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