A Magical Christmas Collection 2022

The Snowman

Christmas breakfast and unwrapping presents were off the agenda. Myunghwa's family played jenga and karaoke in the living room. Soah, her niece, dragged her outside to build a snowman. The adult game was not fun for the little girl. They each started with a ball of snow and rolled it around the front yard. Myunghwa's tiny ball clung onto the snow faster. She stopped as it became humongous, and she couldn't push it anymore. Myunghwa peeked at her niece. Soah struggled in the corner trying to push her snowball at the size of a soccer. Myunghwa let out a chuckle and rushed over.

It didn't take long until the center of the snowman's body was completed. Then his head. Soah rushed back from picking some fallen branches by the fence that separated them from the neighbors. They stuck the arms onto the middle body. They both participated in collecting stones for the eyes and mouth.

"Auntie, are we building a guy or girl?"

Of course, it had to be a guy. Myunghwa answered without hesitation. "A guy."

"What kind of guy do you like? Someone like daddy?"

Myunghwa scowled. Her brother wasn't bad, but she wouldn't like someone like her brother. She'd share some realist traits with her niece.

"He doesn't have to be handsome, as long as he's average, decent," Myunghwa said. Please, he must be blindly handsome and manly.

"He doesn't have to be rich, well off would be fine." No, please he must be the richest of the rich. I'm willing to be his maid.

"He must know how to cook and help do chores." No, I'll service him if he's handsome and rich.

Myunghwa cringed as she said, "He doesn't need to have a great body as long as he can carry you." Abs. Abs and must carry me like a feather.

"It'll be great if he listens to you." But a dominant and possessive male is just perfect and sexy.

Soah gaped with uncomprehending eyes. Myunghwa smiled and patted her butt. "Go get one of your father's scarfs for the snowman and bring a carrot in the refrigerator."

Soah ran like a penguin back into the house. Myunghwa stuck the stone one by one in a row down the snowman's belly.

"I got it Auntie. I got it." Myunghwa watched Soah struggled each step through the snow. It took her more effort to take her foot out.

They wrapped the scarf around the snowman. Then Myunghwa picked Soah to finish their last decoration. Soah stuck the carrot onto the bare place in the middle of the head. As Myunghwa was going to bring Soah down she leaned in and planted a kiss onto the snowman's cheek. "Hurry Auntie. Kiss the other side."

Playing along, Myunghwa leaned to the other side and kissed the snowman awkwardly.

"I'm tired." Soah refused to be put down and wrapped her arms around Myunghwa's neck.

Myunghwa was left with no choice but to carry the child inside. It didn't take long for Soah to fall asleep even through the noise the family was still making. Karaoke was always something they ended up doing for longer. She was always too shy to ever sing in front of them.

Myunghwa headed to her bedroom door. She was lucky her room was the furthest from the living room. She pushed her door opened and her eyes spotted the gentleman in a suit on her bed leaning against the headboard. His arm crossed at his chest, sleeping. He wore the dark navy-blue scarf they put on the snowman.

"Mom!!!"

She turned her head from the living room back to her bedroom and he stood in front of her two eyes. She could smell his chest. The smell of manliness. A heavenly earth scent.