Felicitous meeting Stories

It was nearly midnight on Christmas Eve and Sherry was slumped in a chair in the sitting room of her small cottage, lit only by the embers of the dying fire. She was feeling totally out of sorts, facing a Christmas Day on her own once again, which wasn't at all what she had planned. §§§§§ Sherry was a secondary school teacher specialising in Natural History at a large comprehensive school in a rundown area of town. She ha...