Little Mouse, Big Christmas — Part 2
Niko ran to the frozen fountain and wrapped the pipe tight,
layer by layer, like a scarf against the cold.
The Cat Officer stood nearby, watching every move.
At last, the water flowed again.
Niko checked his watch. It was deep into the night.
I can still sleep a few hours, he thought.
Morning came fast. The cabin door closed.
“Due to heavy snow, we’re waiting for clearance,” the captain announced.
Phones lit up as passengers called home.
Then the man beside Niko said softly,
“My dad used to meet me at the airport every year.
Now, he can’t.”
Far away, at the North Pole, an elf found a small box.
For Niko — when he is ready. 2021
“Santa… did we miss this?”
Santa smiled, unhurried.
Some gifts wait for the right moment.
Little Mouse, Big Christmas
Part 1: The Beginning
Winter has truly arrived.
A warm hot pot in the center of the table,
pan-fried dumplings turning golden and crisp,
and a freshly baked apple cake, still soft and glossy from the oven.
No rush.
No special occasion.
Just warm food, a quiet home, and the comfort of eating together.
For me, this is what winter comfort food really means —
simple dishes, shared warmth, and a little sweetness to end the day.
Part 2:
Winter has truly arrived.
A warm hot pot in the center of the table,
pan-fried dumplings turning golden and crisp,
and a freshly baked apple cake, still soft and glossy from the oven.
No rush.
No special occasion.
Just warm food, a quiet home, and the comfort of eating together.
For me, this is what winter comfort food really means —
simple dishes, shared warmth, and a little sweetness to end the day.