Merry Christmas

Christmas Presents

Christmas Day.

At lunch, the little boy squirms, impatient to escape from the dinner table. He pesters and pleads with his father until at last, worn down by the endless complaining, his father sets him free.

His gleaming new toys beckon him from underneath the Christmas tree, and the TV guide lies open, slyly showing all the marvellous movies that are currently on. The boy ignores them both.

He sprints upstairs, switches on the clunky computer and goes on Skype.

As promised, she is online, waiting for him. He double clicks on her name and her face fills the screen, smiling at him from the other side of the world. He hasn’t seen her for seven months.

Her khaki uniform is covered in dust. She smiles like a star in a distant galaxy, distant but warm.

“Merry Christmas, Mommy!”


3 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. joetwo
    Jan 04, 2013 @ 23:04:34

    That is a wonderful bittersweet image.


  2. Dad
    Jan 06, 2013 @ 20:20:23

    I liked the surprise – well thought out.
    Nice one Tan x


  3. Anne Schilde
    Jan 07, 2013 @ 03:23:41

    I do really like your writing, Tanitha! I’ve been missing your longer efforts. I hope you’ll have the time to share one again sometime.


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