All Tangled Up by Sierra Shipley EPUB & PDF – eBook Details
- Novel Title: All Tangled Up
- Author: Sierra Shipley
- Language: English
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Sammie
Wandering through the warehouse where the city stores its holiday
decorations is eerie. Buzzing overhead lights, the echoing of every step, the
smell of mildew tainting the air. Not to mention the creepy oversize Santa
Claus that definitely contains lead paint and has a smile pulled straight from a
nightmare.
“I’m thinking this needs to go.” Pointing at the Santa from hell, I continue
walking down the aisle. Quinn peels off blue painter’s tape, gingerly placing
an X on Santa’s nose. She’s a student at Rosewood College in town and
needed a job. It just so happened that I needed an assistant. She also might
have been the only one to respond to the ad I posted in the coffee shop, but
that’s neither here nor there. She’s been a great help getting things organized.
Quinn leans back, pushing up the bridge of her glasses, whistling as she
glances around. “Wow. This place is something else. How old is this stuff
anyway? And why haven’t they replaced them yet?” Quinn is a blond,
quirky, nerdy type of girl. Her most defining feature aside from the glasses
that constantly slide down the bridge of her nose, is her short stature. Myself
being of average height, Quinn seems tiny compared to me. Sometimes I
wonder if she was a gymnast with how tiny she is.
“All valid questions,” I sigh. Bending down and tucking my long dark hair
behind my ear, I examine a giant box of what looks to be garland, the green
dye faded into an off-looking blue. “From what I heard, the last mayor had a
sentimental attachment to all this.” Nudging the box with my booted toe,
Quinn peels off more tape to mark things to be discarded. “Her
grandmother’s grandmother or whoever started the Christmas Spectacular
event, so all this junk was kept around.”
“Then I’d say it’s good that you were chosen for the job. This shi- stuff is
terrible.” Having worked with Quinn for several weeks, it’s clear that this girl
isn’t used to censoring herself. Not that I mind, but she’s trying so hard that I
have to chuckle. “It’s amazing they don’t frighten any children that show
up.”
The image of Kevin McCallister screaming and running away, arms
flailing comes to mind. “I’m sure they do,” I snicker. “This stuff even scares
me,” I admit. “Just look at this nativity. Their poor faces are completely gone.
And Joseph has no hands.” Quinn and I both laugh at the disfigured plastic
figure. How just his hands are missing is beyond me, but the sight of a
faceless, handless Joseph is hilarious.
After an hour of walking through the warehouse and placing Xs on almost
everything, we’ve only managed to find hanging snowflakes that need some
TLC and they’ll be presentable. Everything else: lights, trees, lamp post
decorations, Santa and his sleigh, Frosty and friends, and the gingerbread
houses are unsalvageable. It seems like a waste of time, considering my
whole proposal was to get rid of everything, but at least I can tell the council
that we saved what we could.
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