The Roses of Prose

Teetering a little, Fritz stretched from the highest rung of the low step ladder to settle an angel atop the tree. Her gossamer wings...

Shay’s stomach did a little flip when a soft knock sounded at the door. Fritz? Had he changed his mind about hanging out for a while...

Fritz made an effort to close his sagging jaw. “I’m your date ?” The auburn haired beauty didn’t look crazy. Maybe the hints of sil...

She’d never seen a Santa suit used in quite that way. Red velvet trimmed in white flowed out from beneath the rear end of the four-wh...

“Santa, In Brief” By Rolynn Anderson Part 3 of 3 The softness of Nick’s Santa suit drew Emilia, a cushion against a harsh, disapp...

“Santa, In Brief” By Rolynn Anderson Part 2 of 3 Nick pulled his Santa shirtfront in and out, moving air under the warm fabric.   ...