Christmas Romance Collection by Melissa Hill

Christmas Romance Collection by Melissa Hill

Author:Melissa Hill [Hill, Melissa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B0162W3NBW
Goodreads: 27403337
Published: 2015-10-31T16:00:00+00:00


Lovelorn in Manhattan

A CHRISTMAS STORY

1

As Alice walked through Central Park she could feel the snow on the end of her tongue, and for the first time in weeks she felt that things were beginning to get easier.

It was about time.

Harry had died in October. It had been six weeks from the diagnosis to the funeral. The apartment that they had spent two years setting up on the Upper East Side had not even been lived in. She had stayed there last night for the first time in the master bedroom, the one that Harry had painted a pretty tortoiseshell. She could remember each and every one of the items in the bedroom and the discussions and arguments they had had about them all. She felt closer to him there but the pain lay in her chest like a physical lump. It hurt so, so bad.

The snow in Central Park was now getting heavier but instead of heading home, she sat on a bench near the tree - their tree: the one against which he’d spontaneously kissed her that time during a walk here in the fall.

“I love you, Alice,” was all he had said, but it had been enough. The park was empty at this time of day, and apart for a few kids building a snow man, no one had passed by.

Last night in the bedroom, she found the tickets for the concert in his best coat pocket. It was to have been a surprise for her this Christmas. The Beatles were to play Carnegie Hall the following spring and Harry had been involved in setting up their tour.

“You’ve got to hear this group, they are the tops,” he’d told her and he was right, the up and coming English band were wonderful.

Just then a squirrel jumped through the snow and bounded up the tree to her left. She looked up at it and realised she’d never really appreciated how beautiful the tree was. From the top, a squirrel might be able to see all the way to Staten Island. Assuming the squirrel was interested in looking.

She smiled to herself as she walked over to it. The snow was falling harder and clinging to the bark. Alice pressed both hands into the snow, just like she and Harry had done up in the Catskill mountains last winter.

She hugged the tree. It was nice to hug something. As she did she noticed a small hole in the bark, one that was just large enough to fit a hand into. Alice had no idea why she did it, but she placed her hand in the hole, almost expecting to get bitten.

But instead she felt something else entirely. She pulled out a crumpled piece of paper which she quickly realised was not just a random piece of trash, but a letter. Alice went back to the bench, cleared some snow and sat down to read it.

H,

I waited for you, but once again you didn’t turn up. I know I said some hurtful things for which I am sorry.



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