Spirit of Christmas by Su Bristow

Spirit of Christmas by Su Bristow

It’s boiling hot in my niece’s overcrowded sitting room, crammed with assorted parents, stepchildren, in-laws and outlaws, two dogs who hate each other, and a giant Christmas tree now rather the worse for wear. Wrapping paper everywhere, presents all jumbled up, children scarlet with excitement. I’m not normally claustrophobic these days, but right now I want to lift the curtain behind me and fly like a bird into the cool dark, rising far, far above it all, until all the multicoloured Christmas lights dwindle into a scatter of embroidery on the velvet earth.

 

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