Catching a glimpse of a legendary all-white reindeer is supposed to bring good luck.
Not for Georgia Greene.
As Georgia makes her way home for Christmas, a white reindeer dashes across the road in front of her, causing her to crash her car into a...
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After hatches were properly battened down to protect them from the incoming storm, they hunkered down for the night. Felix's mom had made a delicious stew served with homemade bread, the perfect food for weathering yet another blizzard. Despite the good, warm meal and comfortable setting, they ate in silence.
Once she had found out that yet another blizzard was blowing in, and she was going to be stuck at the farm for a second night, Georgia had sunk into a dark mood. Felix watched as she pushed around the dumplings in her bowl; she hadn't eaten much of it, or anything, all evening. She hadn't done much else other than a sigh.
Another deep sigh shuddered from her, her shoulders sinking against the wooden chair. Felix felt a strange need to do something about it, but he had no idea what.
His mom shot him a curious look.
Felix stared back. What? he thought at her, tilting his head in silent question.
His mom just shook her head and then wiped her mouth before dropping her napkin into her empty bowl. "Well, that's it for me. Unless anyone wants seconds—or thirds," she looked at Felix, "I'm going to clear the table."
"I'm good, thank you," Felix said, handing his bowl over when his mom offered to take it. He'd already had two servings and, though he could have several more, he decided to hold back for now. "That was delicious, as always, Ma."
She smiled at him. "Thank you, dear," she replied, then turned to their guest. "Georgia? How about you? Are you done for now?"
Georgia snapped out of her daze. She blinked and looked around like she had awoken from a dream. "Huh?"
"Your food, dear," his mom said, pointing at her still mostly-full bowl. "You've barely touched it, so I assume you're finished."
"Oh," Georgia said, looking down at her bowl. "I-I'm sorry. It was delicious, I just don't have much of an appetite right now."
His mom nodded. "It's quite alright, dear. I can understand why you're not in the mood. Why don't I cover it and keep it in the fridge for you, in case you get hungry later?" She didn't wait for a response to reach out and take Georgia's bowl.
"Thank you," was all Georgia said. She looked even sadder like she felt like she had somehow let his mother down.
"Why don't you two head to the living room and start a fire?" his mom said as she brought the dishes over to the counter. "Best do it now so if the power goes out, we aren't panicking in the dark trying to get one going."
"Good idea," Felix said, standing up. He hovered over Georgia, waiting for her to get up, too.
She just sat there.
"What?" she said, looking up at him like she could feel his stare.
