Dear Santa, I Really Tried (Christmas Tales From Naughty to Nice) by unknow

Author:unknow
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: contemporary Christmas romance, Mother for Christmas, Christmas Romance Anthology Series, Holiday Romance Boxset
Publisher: Day Leclaire Inc
Published: 2021-11-15T16:00:00+00:00

That night at the theater, Ed heard people during the break — interval, they called it — talking about other members of the cast. How could they see anyone else on the stage for the beaming brightness of Donna?

He wasn’t sure he grasped details of the show he’d seen four nights in a row, because he only watched her. When other actors took over, he remembered her every move, every smile, every gesture.

Course, that happened when she wasn’t on the stage, too.

He’d stumbled through meetings at the stock show, feeling as if his words came out jumbled like a puzzle in the Sunday comics. So he’d concentrated on listening, trying to hear, hoping to remember. Thinking about her all the time.

And now, seeing her, like he was seeing her for the first time.

Only it wasn’t like the first time, because he wasn’t seeing the woman he’d spotted across the lobby. He was seeing the star she would be.

She would be a star. There was no doubt. Her spirit and talent would take her as far as she wanted to go.

Broadway. That’s where she’d want to be.

Not the Slash-C in Knighton, Wyoming. About as far from Broadway as it got. Not only no stages, but no audiences.

The one place he belonged. The one place...

He drove one fist into his other palm, and hunched over in the theater seat.

How could he ever ask her to give up her dream for his?

How could he even want her to give up her dream for his?

How could he not want her dream for her?

He couldn’t. Right down the line, that was the answer. He couldn’t.

And that left him ... What?

He should leave. Leave right now. She’d wonder for a while, but she’d get over it. She’d forget—

“Excuse me.”

His head jerked up at the voice of the woman trying to return to her seat. He stood to let her by.

“Thank you. Are you okay, dear?”

“Yes’m.”

She paused a moment, then took her seat.

He remained standing. He could leave right now. Cut his losses. Make a clean break. He should—

The lights flicked a final time. The orchestra struck up.

He sat.

And when the curtain rose, he watched only one person.

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