A Fairytale Christmas (1996)
“Oh, he was the same exasperating smart-aleck she had always known him to be. But tonight she’d learned something important about him.
Jack Riley had a heart as big as Manhattan.
She would never forget her first glimpse of him at the youth center. He’d been working with two boys on their math, gently encouraging, keeping them on task when too many adults would have given up in despair.
“Here we are,” he said, pushing open the door to a second-story apartment. “Home, sweet home. Come see how the ...other half lives.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” she asked, annoyed.
He flipped on a light. “Oh, I don’t know. Something just tells me you live in nicer digs than I do.”
She shrugged out of her coat and looked around. The place was small and old, cluttered and unaccountably homey feeling. One wall had floor-to-ceiling shelves crammed with books. A workspace, even more disgraceful than his desk at the paper, held a computer, a stereo and mountains of files. The screen saver floating across the computer monitor was X-rated.MoreLess
Jack Riley had a heart as big as Manhattan.
She would never forget her first glimpse of him at the youth center. He’d been working with two boys on their math, gently encouraging, keeping them on task when too many adults would have given up in despair.
“Here we are,” he said, pushing open the door to a second-story apartment. “Home, sweet home. Come see how the ...other half lives.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” she asked, annoyed.
He flipped on a light. “Oh, I don’t know. Something just tells me you live in nicer digs than I do.”
She shrugged out of her coat and looked around. The place was small and old, cluttered and unaccountably homey feeling. One wall had floor-to-ceiling shelves crammed with books. A workspace, even more disgraceful than his desk at the paper, held a computer, a stereo and mountains of files. The screen saver floating across the computer monitor was X-rated.MoreLess
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