She looked at her table, which she had just finished setting. The burgundy tablecloth was one of her best; there were matching burgundy candles in the crystal candlesticks. She had spent over an hour polishing the silver and washing the best china, after getting it down from the cupboard over the refrigerator. Now she straightened the silver at each place setting and made sure the water glasses had no spots. She wanted everything to look perfect tonight. The dining room had been cleaned and dusted earlier, the windows washed, and the chairs polished. It looked as lovely as she remembered from all Thanksgiving dinners past.
Suddenly the doorbell rang. She turned away from the table expectantly...
___________________________________________________________________________
Mary M. Isaacs — copyright, 2018
To continue reading "Rosemary for Remembrance", it is a part of the Holiday Stories collection, featured on the sidebar , this story is also available in the book, Christ Child's Lullaby
No comments:
Post a Comment
Note: Only a member of this blog may post a comment.