The Lion, the Unicorn and Me
Before it happened, an angel lined up all the animals – every one, of every kind, because this angel had the full list left over from the Ark.

Christmas Cracker
A row of miniature angels watched over the dog, fast asleep, nose in his paws, only his ears, one torn, visible above the river of blue and green tissue paper that flowed knee-deep down the factory floor.

The Snow Horse
Christmas Eve. Snow had fallen snow on snow, snow on snow, until the city lay underneath its white pelt like a steaming animal.

The Mistletoe Bride
It's the custom in these parts to play Hide and Seek on Christmas Eve. My new husband wishes to prolong the chase. I am his caught thing, but he has not had me yet. He says that after dinner, when we have eaten our fill, and before supper, when we shall sit round and tell a wintry tale, all the ladies present shall hide, and all the gentlemen present shall seek them.