Cold Cottage
It was cold. It had snowed all night and the little town was all snowed in. The pretty cottage she was staying in looked gorgeous, straight out of a postcard with eaves dripping with snow and the twinkling fairy lights which the owner had let remain long past Christmas. She was happy to find such a lovely place to stay and a considerate host. The only worry now was that her host (the owner of the house) was stuck in the city and could not get back to his house until the snowstorm dies down. She was home alone… in a strangers home. At least it was well-stocked. She went about tidying the place up for something to do. He had given her the larger bedroom… she snuggled up under the fluffy blanket for a …