Christmas Cove
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in, Taren." Kiki had just pulled the blanket up over herself when a strange man walked in, wearing a winter hat and coat, dripping with snow.
He held a package and looked down at a slip of paper. "I'm looking for a Miss Kiki Long?"
"I'm Kiki," she replied, sitting up in the bed. "May I help you?"
A broad smile spread across his face. "I have a delivery for you from-." He paused to look down at the slip once more. "- a Mr. Frank Long of Beverly Hills, California."
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