For Wednesday - Mistletoe

At the Christmas Fair, Margaret and Harriet walk along the stalls, eyeing food and trinkets for sale. A girl selling mistletoe tied with red ribbons speaks to them.

Girl: 'Need some mistletoe?'
Margaret: 'We have some already. Thank you.'

Harriet and Margaret walk on to another stall. Margaret begins to ponder.

Margaret: 'Can I have your change?'
Harriet: 'What for?'
Margaret: 'A suprise.'
Harriet: 'I'm paying for a suprise.'
Margaret: 'You'll see.'
Harriet: 'Ok.'
Margaret: 'Now don't turn around.'

Margaret scurries back to the girl, who has a lovely smile and dark hair.

Margaret: 'Excuse. How much is the mistletoe?'
Girl: '1 pound.'
Margaret: 'I'd like one please. I said we have some, but it's at home and we're not there for Christmas.'
Girl: 'Here you go.'

Girl hands mistletoe to Margaret. Margaret pays and smiles.

Margaret: 'Thank you... Happy Christmas!'

Margaret wiggles the mistletoe into her pocket so that her hands cover any trace of it. She spots Harriet on her own walking up ahead on the cobbled streets with her back turned. Margaret scurries up silently and taps Harriet on the shoulder. As Harriet turns around, Margaret pulls the mistletoe out of her pocket and holds it up just above their heads, off kilter a little.

Margaret: 'Happy Christmas.'

Harriet smiles, softly giggling once or twice. She looks up at Margaret and gives her little quick kisses in the cool December air.