One Day in December — By Deboshree Bhattacharjee Pandey

December brings cold and mist with it. Who says cold can’t rekindle love? 
Here’s an excerpt from the story: 
The chilly tap water of the December morning jerked her back to the present. The plates were long done; she hadn’t realized how many she had re-scrubbed, lost in the magnificence of those early days.
“How about getting us some breakfast, Veena?” Gautam called out, settled in the comforts of the warm living-room sofa. And here she was, struggling with the kitchen chill. What happened to the man who had rubbed snowflakes from her eyes? Perhaps, he had melted when summer came…
“Can you not spend the afternoon in the sun?” Veena looked down. “With me?” She nervously fondled his hair, now scanty and grey. “There was a time when you told me I inspire you to seek beauty in the world. Do I not inspire you any longer?”
Gautam smiled and entwined his fingers with hers. They sat in the December sun, hand-in-hand,
watching the sky change colour. When the breeze got chilly, Gautam held his wife in a one-armed hug and lifted his eyebrow. “Let’s go in, shall we?”
About the author: Deboshree Bhattacharjee Pandey likes to look for stories and then set them going. When she’s not doing that, she’s reading and reviewing books, travelling and working in media and communications.
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This story is part of our latest book – Jukebox : A collection of stellar short stories by budding writers of India. An outcome of  Melonade – A nationwide writing competition by writersmelon. 
Excerpts of all shortlisted stories are available here
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