by Isobel Herring
This is a short story and is only 12,000 words in length.
On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me, a partridge in a pear tree.
So the song starts, but what if you were given those exact things, and the turtle doves, and the French hens? Each day the list repeats, but do they mean the same gifts from the previous days or more partridges, pear trees, doves and so on.