For a Moment She Felt Something... But It Was Like Holding a Snowball ; the Derby Telegraph Is Inviting Readers to Submit Short Stories for Publication. Here Is Christmas Spirits by Rich Barber.

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GRANNY Noon looked out of the window. "In the old days it always snowed on Christmas Day.

"I'd walk down the hill to the church in my new boots, forbidden to scoop even a handful of snow until after the service."

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For a Moment She Felt Something... But It Was Like Holding a Snowball ; the Derby Telegraph Is Inviting Readers to Submit Short Stories for Publication. Here Is Christmas Spirits by Rich Barber.

She turned around to Jenny. "Not now, dear. Look out there? What do you see?" Jenny paused before she walked to the window. Granny Noon, her Mum's mum, was older than forever and sometimes she smelled like the graveyard. Not today, today she smelled of spiced apples and fresh pine leaves, as if she'd taken a bath in one of the Christ...

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