Romance · fiction
The Red Crayon on Christmas Eve
I boarded a Christmas Eve flight furious about a $780 million deal, convinced nothing mattered more than getting to Denver before midnight. Then a red crayon rolled against my shoe. A little boy looked up at me with my exact green eyes. And three rows later, I saw the woman I had once planned to marry holding a little girl...
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