Christmas in LA by Herb Scribner

Author:Herb Scribner [Scribner, Herb]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-12-11T22:00:00+00:00

DAY THREE: DECEMBER 23

19,

The sun’s wide grin wakes me up the following morning. The bright sunlight illuminates the puffy white-gray clouds of winter, shoving a wide glow of morning light onto the window shade. The light’s slanted pattern gently creeps toward me until it rakes across my eyes, dragging me out of the darkness and into the daytime. The air in the room is remarkably fresh. Not too hot, not too cold. The hint of Christmas music lingers in the air. Must be from a speaker out in the living room. Songs about jingle bells and winter wonderlands puff out like breath in winter.

I wrap myself in a robe hanging on the back door of the guest room, adding another layer to my red-and-green striped pajamas pants and plain black t-shirt. Sometimes it’s best to remain as comfortable as possible, even when you’re staying in someone else’s home.

The music grows louder as I walk into the common room. I wonder what Ryan is up to this morning. Probably sipping on some of his pre-ordered coffee, cooking a scrumptious morning meal of eggs, bacon and sausage, scanning through his latest purchases in cryptocurrencies. A normal morning for the tech exec. Nothing that I’m used to.

The living room and dining room and kitchen are all bare. Empty and still. The only thing that sticks out is the cardboard drink carrier stuffed with Starbucks drinks sitting on the kitchen island counter. All three cups must be for me, or at least for Ryan and I to split during the day.

I walk over and pick one of the cups. Or maybe I choose it. Whatever. It’s still the delicious holiday drink that Ryan handed me yesterday morning. If this is going to happen every morning, I can easily get used to it. In fact, there’s ridiculously little reason to go home if I’m going to get free coffee every morning while I’m here.

Sipping it slowly will do the job of extending its stay in my life. Yes, coffee is life. Nothing comes before coffee. It’s the lifeblood that fuels me every day. I need this stuff, okay. I need it!

Guess I’m going to have the apartment alone for the day. That doesn’t sound perfect, but acceptable. I can probably just lay out on the bed and scroll through my iPad again. Maybe now I can do some research on Ryan, see if there’s anything I need to know about him that I don’t already. Some people with fame tend to have shady pasts, or at least participate in actions and moves that paint their stardom in a different light. Might not be such a bad idea to research him a little bit.

And when I get bored of all that, I can just watch a Hallmark movie. That sounds like a solid way to spend the day.

All my plans are interrupted at the sound of a buzz. I know that buzz all too well now. Chives emerges from around the corner, his propellers spinning in quick circles, allowing him to hover in the air as he inches closer and closer to me.

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