12 Days of Christmas STORIES, “CHRISTMAS CRACKERS” by Colonialist

Darren Saunders paused his ride along the park cycle track to take in the sudden vision.  The father and little girl emerging from the playground were attractive, but it was the mother who really caught his eye.  She was breathtaking.  Slim figure, lovely eager smile, and long dark hair framing perfect features. 

‘Wow!’ he breathed, and found that he was feeling a considerable pang of envy for the man at her side.   He hadn’t missed any sort of permanent attachment while he had had Barry as his best mate living in the other part of the duplex.  The two of them had hit it off as soon as Darren had bought his half and moved in.  They had gone on bike rides and climbs, played rugby for the same team, and partied often and hard with or without an ever-changing bevy of girls.  His only regret had…