Carousel Horse Christmas Page 9
by Danni Roan
Epilogue
The soft crinkle of brightly colored paper expertly folded around a small box filled the empty room as gentle hands taped the last seam down.
White lights twinkled defusing the room with an amber glow and a merry fire crackled on the hearth.
Flipping the box with care a printed label was smoothed over the top precisely applied so that the address stood out bold and clear.
Lisa Carter, Big City Colorado
From Mrs. Claus.
The End
