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☁Lady Raincloud☁ wrote:
Username: ☁Lady Raincloud☁
Name: Smithy S. Smith "Jack"
Gender: Male
Short story:
Holiday Decorating With Smithy...
"I do say." exclaimed a voice in the darkness. "It is rather chilly isn't it?"
This voice came from the voice of that of a man, a human man, who was standing at the window of their cottage, staring out into the snow with a dreary expression. He had hoped a bit of idle chat would get is utterly silent wife out of her blank state of staring... and yet she did not reply to one word he said to her. I know... he thought to himself I know what her thoughts have lingered off too...
"It shall just be another of those years." He added, turning to look at the distraught face of his wife. "Look, darling... we... need to find a way to move on now.... It has been over two years since Lizzie... well... left on this very day, but... She... She wouldn't want us to be sad... We have mourned and... will forever mourn for her... but... we cannot stop living because she has left us. Besides," continued the man with a sad smile. "We still have Jack."
"That boy never visits us." the lady replied as she rocked back and forth on her rocking chair, her fingers busily fidgeting with her knitting. "He has gone and ruined himself... Oh dear lord... I only wish we had another chance... I wish we could have another chance is all I ever want... A chance to do something right for once."
"It is not our fault dear!" replied her husband, bending down on one knee and staring up into her eyes. "Jack is not completely ruined. He is just having a hard time now. As for Lizzie... her death was inevitable."
"But I wish we had another chance! To fix everything... our family has fallen apart, especially since Lizzie died. I just wish that there was someone to help us."
"It is Christmas eve." Her husband said after a moments pause. "Perhaps... a miracle will happen."
-------- Time Skip --------
It was now Christmas day. The husband awoke before his wife, with an odd feeling, as though a warm, comforting breeze was blowing past in. But it was winter. The air was freezing cold. What could it be?
The man headed downstairs, when her heard a strange shuffling sound. He thought it was just, perhaps, rats and mice scuffling about. But to his astonishment, when he arrived downstairs, the room was a clutter of festive decorations. In the middle of it all was a strange creature... a bit like a large cat, with dark fur, and a yellow scarf.
He was hurriedly decorating the house, with the help of a large black cat and a snowy owl. It was rather comical to look at. The plumerian - for that is what it was - was hurrying his comrades along, a cup of steaming coco in one paw and a string of jolly Christmas lights on the other.
The poor man was awestruck, and a bit afraid, so that he merely stood there gaping.
"Morning to you sir!" greeted the young plumie, handing the befuddled husband the coco. "And a jolly good Christmas I wish you. We just stopped by to help you... be a bit less... cheerless."
So saying this, he smiled brightly, when there was a smash as a Christmas bulb broke as the owl tried to hang it on the healthy potted fir in the center of the room. "Oy!" shouted the plumie. "Do be careful! Those cost good money!"
The owl gave him an angry look, and quickly hurried to do something else, leaving the plumerian to instruct the act to sweep up the shards... which she could not exactly do properly.
"It was supposed to be a surprise." said the plumie with a small smile.
The man still looked awestruck, and the young adult plumerian had to lead him to a chair.
"I probably should have informed you I was coming." Whispered the plumie to the man. "I have just been busy you see... and I know you two have been feeling... well... I just wanted to help you. Especially mother."
There was a long silence, and after a few minutes, the man smiled. "Jack." he said. "Lizzie would have loved all this... she loved Christmas... in fact, we adopted you on Christmas. Remember? It was so long ago now..."
"Liz always loved the decorations." The plumie, or, Jack, said sadly, with a small trance of a melancholy smile. "But she loved to see you two happy even more... I know my current job has not payed very well... But things are beginning to look up now. I may not be your real son, father, and I know I will never replace Lizzie in your heart, but I promise one thing. Jack Smithy will never let you down. I have saved up a lot of money to buy everything you see here. But it is worth it if it reminds you of all the good times before... before her death. I hope it helps you to remember Liz when she was alive, happy and well. Christmas is a day to rejoice in the life of a savior and be thankful to all those who love us. Never forget that. It is a day to be joyful over the life that once was Lizzie for us as well as those... So merry Christmas father. And may the Lord God bless you."
-------- Time Skip --------
When the lady of the house awoke she was delighted to see her beloved adoptive son and husband downstairs, surrounded by beautiful decorations and looking happier than they had in ages. She felt the same warm feeling they all felt. And she felt for once that Lizzie was back.
She realized that Lizzie would always be with them in their hearts and mind. She rejoiced in the life that once was. She rejoiced to think that Lizzie was in heaven and watching over them that Christmas, and every day of their life.
The broken family felt happy once more.
The end.
A new commandment I give to you, that you love one another; as I have loved you, that you also love one another.
By this all will know that you are My disciples, if you have love for one another.
- John 13:34-35
A new commandment I give to you, that you love one another; as I have loved you, that you also love one another.
By this all will know that you are My disciples, if you have love for one another.
- John 13:34-35
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