Giving Days

I wrote this for a writing group holiday reading party. now it is yours. Giving Days by Joshua R. English On one hand, Raina was larger than the average woman, not overweight so much as oversized. Her boyfriend had rekeyed their condo and kept the dog. No note, no voicemail, not even a text. She had no car or housing, only a glimmer of Christmas. She could do the job. She needed the job. On the other hand, no one had heard of a woman playing Santa at the mall. Mrs. Claus was just standing around serving warmed-over brownies and watered down eggnog. That wasn’t what she wanted. Her life was out of control and she needed to control just this little bit. She needed to play Santa. “Our beards aren’t the best,” the Rent-a-Santa man said. “And the voice. Kids can tell.” “Ho ho ho,” she said. “How the Continue reading Giving Days