Special Delivery: A Romantic New Year’s Eve Story

By Rusty Fischer

Chelsea Darwin is looking forward to a girls’ only holiday with her assistant, Myra, when a mysterious stranger calls her catering company just before midnight, ordering the last-minute New Year’s Eve special. Who Chelsea delivers to that night will change her holiday... and the rest of her life!

This 5,424-word short story is 23 pages long.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Rusty Fischer
• Release date: Apr 15, 2011

Rusty Fischer

Rusty Fischer is a full-time freelance writer, multi-published ghostwriter and the author of dozens of published books across a variety of genres, from nonfiction to fiction, including his popular A Living Dead Love Story series from Medallion Press. Visit him at www.rustyfischer.com to read more!

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Special Delivery:

A Heartwarming New Year’s Eve Story

By Rusty Fischer, author of A Town Called Snowflake

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Special Delivery

Rusty Fischer

Copyright 2013 by Rusty Fischer

Smashwords Edition

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This is a work of fiction. All of the names, characters, places and events portrayed in this novel are either products of the author’s imagination or, if real, are used fictitiously.

Cover credit: © detailblick – Fotolia.com

* This story was previously published as Special Delivery in Snowflake.

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Author’s Note:

The following is a FREE short story edited by the author himself. If you see any glaring mistakes, I apologize and hope you don’t take it out on my poor characters, who had nothing to do with their author’s bad grammar!

Happy reading… and Happy New Year!

Enjoy!

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Special Delivery:

A Heartwarming New Year’s Eve Story

Any new orders come in while I was out, Myra? I ask hopefully as I breeze in the front door, Jingle Bell chimes alerting my partner in crime to my sudden presence.

Myra looks out from behind the pastry counter, green eyes luminous above the frames of her bright red, rectangular glasses and smiles.

A big one! she says, maroon lipstick curling beneath her sterling silver nose ring.

I figure she’s pulling my leg; two Christmases in the trenches by now and she knows as well as I do how dead it always gets after lunch on Christmas Eve.

Besides, I’m kind of