When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

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Miranda grinned, standing her ground. “No way. You two look just alike with that face now.”

She held up the small figurine and gave it a playful wiggle, which made Paul laugh.

“Well, maybe not quite so much anymore.

In the end, Paul took the gift and thanked her.

“Don’t mention it. The light’s green,” Miranda said.

A BOLEIN

When Miranda got home, it was well past midnight. She’d made sure the house was spotless before she left. She’d even arranged for a cleaning service to come through before she got back.

It looked so immaculate that no one would have guessed she’d been gone for

days.

She took a shower and then collapsed onto her plush bed, sa

ing the lingering fragrance of her body wash. She closed her eyes, feeling content.

She thought home was always the coziest place no matter where she went.

Meanwhile, Paul was still awake.

His experiment was wrapping up its first phase, leaving him buried in work. Even finding time to head to the airport had been a struggle. He planned to shower, change his clothes, and head back to the lab.

As he was putting on his shoes in the foyer, he glanced up and saw the small figurine Miranda had given him. After coming home, he’d set it on a shelf above the shoe rack, in a spot cleared just for it, while the other shelves were packed with books.

He couldn’t help but smile. It really did look quite a bit like him.

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snowfall. Miranda pushed open her window and saw

am, and the neighborhood kids were already out in groups, building snowmen on the

up. The largest one caught her eye with

to press a small carrot from her basket onto its face as a nose. Stepping back, she

was fresh and reasonably priced. Miranda picked up some lean minced beef to make spicy beef

the door and quickly took off her apron to answer

Bonnie Hatcher, her neighbor from the third floor. Bonnie greeted

daughter–in–law had a baby girl a few days ago. We made some cupcakes to celebrate and shared them with

had always made

for her.

thanked her and then turned to get some of the castella cake

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tried to refuse. “Oh, you didn’t have to do that. I didn’t bring the cupcakes

out. They’re not really a gift or anything. I just wanted you to try them and

decided to

out all day. I’ve knocked a few times, but he’s never home. Could you do me

drop off some chicken

so

blankly at the cupcakes in her hands. If her

bagan to fall agams at 1000 pr Paul snapped his umbrella shut giving * e quick shots to dislodge the crowflakes clinging to it. They melted

experiment had hit a few snags, leading to a cascade of complications. Even he was feeling a bit worn out from trying to keep

grew stronger as the year wound down, filling

good night’s sleep in days. But today, the experiment’s data had finally been adjusted to safe levels. With Christmas just around the corner, he decided to give everyone two

as he was about to turn the door

and casting a cozy glow over him. The once–dim corridor was suddenly filled with light, and

became a grandmother. She brought over some cupcakes this afternoon. I have your share

but when her clear, gentle voice filled the air, it was as if his mind took a moment to catch up. It wasn’t until she handed him a small wicker basket, filled with dainty

before he finally managed to say,

the soup. Make sure you eat it while it’s hot. I’ll close the door