The Christmas Jumper by Owen Townend
It wasn't so late but it was late for Christmas Eve. He had to go. There were festive chores to finalise, a car to de-ice before trundling home. He rose from the sofa. She did too. "It was lovely seeing you," he said. Her green eyes gleamed in the twinkly Christmas tree lights. "You too." "Thanks again. For the jumper." A simple design: red with holly decoration at the collar, cuffs and hem and two large bells on the chest. He raised his hands trying not to draw attention to the length of the sleeves. She ...