Free Fiction Monday: The Last Christmas Letter

Free Fiction Monday: The Last Christmas Letter

Joanne makes her home the perfect place for Christmas so her grandchildren will always remember the holiday. She even puts her Christmas cards on the banister.

But this year, she faces a dilemma. Her father has been in a coma since Thanksgiving, but a Christmas card from him arrived in mid-December. Even stranger, the letter inside gets longer every time she looks at it.

Her father always made up fantasy worlds, but now Joanne feels like she’s living inside one—and she wants to leave.

“The Last Christmas Letter,” by World Fantasy Award-winning author Kristine Kathryn Rusch, is free on this website for one week only. The story is also available in ebook here.

 

 

The Last Christmas Letter

Kristine Kathryn Rusch

 

 

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5 responses to “Free Fiction Monday: The Last Christmas Letter”

  1. Bob Mueller says:

    Got me right in the feels with this one. It’s always a hard time for me. My mom passed on the 21st 20 years ago. Her sister passed the same day 14 years later. My mom on the Winter Solstice and my dad on the Autumn Equinox four years prior. Thank you for this story.

  2. Loved this story. Last Christmas was the first without my Dad, and my husband’s Dad just passed 2 days ago. Letters, pictures and memories keep them alive in our hearts.

    • Oh, I’m so sorry to hear about your losses. It’s hard at all times, but this time of year, while everyone celebrates family, makes it all that much harder. Take care of yourself during this rough time. And glad you liked the story.

  3. Lawrence Duffield says:

    Thanks, Kristine Kathryn Rusch. Those of us who were blessed to have a Father who showed us how to love and what it means to be loved appreciate your reminder that some memories are worth a few minutes and some tears. They never fade completely away, however busy we get.

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