The Boy Under the Mistletoe: A Short Story. Katey Lovell

of colour to match the sparkling baubles and twinkling fairy lights. But most of the customers simply said it was because they’d be home more than usual, they’d be able to watch the flowers bloom without the constraints there were during the rest of the year. No alarms rudely interrupting their beauty sleep, no tiring commutes. Ten days without the daily grind. And the flowers were a part of that, symbolic of freedom.