"Love is..." I explored my brain to find the most suitable word in my dictionary that could fit in the definition I was trying to say; the definition that could make the jerk, sitting opposite me with a smirk on his face, believe in 'love'. "Bullshit?" He offered with a huge arrogant smirk on his face and no matter how much I agreed with him on this particular matter, I couldn't agree. So, instead of nodding my head in agreement, I scowled at him. His smirk grew bigger and he leaned away from me, gazing at me with his piercing grey eyes. "Finding it hard to make me believe in love when you yourself don't believe in that shit, huh?" With his piercing grey gaze fixed on my every move, I realized that 'being the devil's cupid' was going to be a lot tougher than I had initially thought. (By the author of 'And We Meet Again')

Getting hit by a car is never a pleasant experience, especially when it results in your untimely demise. When Scarlett saves the life of a young girl at the peril of her own, she is offered a place back on earth. A second chance. She has 12 days to save another life. If she succeeds, she will return to the day of her accident and save the girl- without dying this time. If she fails, her time on earth will be over. Throw in a few bad guys, a psychic best friend, a crazy cat, a cute guy and a pair of glamorous wellies and this might be harder than Scarlett ever anticipated.

"Hi, welcome to Bittersweet Treats, where even your sweetest dreams come true. My name is Aidan. How can I help you today?" "You sound annoyingly cheerful today." "It's all 'part of the job." "Cool beans." "So, how can I help you?" "I have a complaint about my ice cream." "I'm sorry. What happened to your order?" "It was cold." "..." #885 in short story [completed 12/17/16] [Cover made using photo found on the internet. Original photo doesn't belong to me-all rights go to its original creator]