My Greatest Joy

<p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>There's a reason I hate the holidays but nothing could've prepared me for the literal nightmare of flying three thousand miles in the middle of December.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>When my coworker gets the flu I reluctantly volunteer to take their assignment to write a piece on Vermont's most famous Christmas small town.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>After a delayed flight and driving through a blizzard in a minivan to a mountain cabin in the middle of nowhere I find myself mixed up in a rental scam.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>It's bad enough the owner walks into my room naked and accuses me of breaking in but then he tells me all the roads into town are closed. Even if I could leave all the hotels are booked with tourists for the winter festival.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Even worse his house is decorated like the North Pole.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Like I said a nightmare.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>The only perk about being snowed in with a lumberjack is that he's accustomed to the cold and lets me steal his body heat in the middle of the night.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>But then that turns into more and even when I try to resist I can't help getting attached. It'll never work out because we live on opposite sides of the country and have nothing in common.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Except maybe we do...</span></p>