Curvy and Bright

<p><strong style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>My parents spend every Christmas in the hospital.</strong></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>My dad is a charge nurse and my mom's a doctor. And me? I'm their disappointing daughter who faints at the sight of blood and can never imagine wearing scrubs to work every day.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>We spend every Christmas at the hospital because injuries and illnesses don't take a day off and every year I feel bad for the people there.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>So this year I'm going to do something about it.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I'm raising money for care packages for every patient and their family.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>But so far I'm off to a terrible start. People walking past my booth act like I'm one of a million snowflakes falling from the sky. Nothing special and practically invisible.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Until Paxton.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>He's a pro snowboarder my age heading for the Olympics. The first person to treat my goals like more than a cute Christmas hobby.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>With him at my side I'm feeling like this is actually possible-making a difference at the hospital and maybe even getting my first mistletoe kiss.</span></p>