While I rewrite the stories that appeared in my 2014 book, The Green Crystal Stories, I’m offering the original stories here in chapter-by-chapter installments.
Kismet
“The past is but the beginning of a beginning.” —H.G. Wells
Chapter 5: December 25, 2006
The patter of bare feet on wood floor brought Addison from her slumber. Seconds later, a child’s voice whispered in an ear, “Merry Christmas, Mommy.”
She reached out from the blankets and pulled the girl in bed with her.
“Merry Christmas and Happy Birthday,” she said as she cuddled the child close to her bosom.
“I want to open presents,” the child said.
“Me, too,” a husky voice said.
Daniel rolled over and hugged his wife and daughter. For a moment, Addie saw a whirlwind of light around them. The image faded like gossamer memories slipping away like fog in the lamplight that Daniel brought to the room…
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