Not a Snowball's Chance In Hell by Ezra Dawn

Author:Ezra Dawn [Dawn, Ezra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: General Fiction
Publisher: Ezra Dawn
Published: 2019-01-15T00:00:00+00:00

I’ve spent a week and a half so far north there’s no chance of running into anyone. Unless it’s Santa Claus and his reindeer. With no mountains around, I could roar all I wanted and not cause any kind of avalanche. I used magic to build myself a shelter so, I had a place to eat and sleep when I wasn’t in my dragon form. The pain is still there. It won’t go away for a while but, I can’t stay away any longer. On the second day of the blizzard hitting our town, someone crashed their car into the front of the tattoo shop so, the place was closed a bit longer until the inside was dried out and cleaned up and the glass got replaced. Since I’ve been here, I’ve come to a decision. As soon as I get back, I’m packing up and selling the house I’d been living in. It holds too many memories of Rafael for me to be able to stay there without feeling soul-crushing agony. I haven’t concluded what I’ll do with the cabin yet, but for now, I don’t think I can stay there either. Instead, I’m going to visit my family for a while. The entire tattoo shop is owned and run by a vampire couple and all the artists are some kind of paranormal so, all I have to do is fill them in on what happened, and I’ll have the time off I need.

Since I can’t very well conjure another snowstorm, I make sure I leave the Arctic early enough to still have cover of night when I get back so, no one will see me when I land in my backyard. The flight has exhausted me, but I can’t go to sleep right now. Conjuring up some boxes after I walk through the backdoor, I get to work packing up everything in my house, while ignoring the pang in my chest every time I think of Rafael. I have a hard time believing what we were building wasn’t real but, it’s hard to deny the scent of truth. I’ve spent a week analyzing everything he said, thinking he didn’t actually say he hated me and didn’t actually say it was all an act, but hope is killer, and I just couldn’t let myself fall down that rabbit hole.

Dawn is breaking by the time I finish packing everything up. Leaving the boxes where they are for now, I head into the garage for the empty boxes that I stored the decorations I already put up in. Grabbing a ladder on my way out, I put it against the house and sit the boxes on the lawn. Using magic to keep the ladder in place, I climb up it and begin taking the decorations down. The heartbreak I’m feeling has completely overshadowed my love for the holidays. Looking at the decorations now and remembering all the bickering Rafael and I have done over the years about each other’s decorations and

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