For couples_therapy 1. Mistletoe
Mike was waiting for Butterfly to dress the two kids. They were planning on going out to get the tree tonight but Mike had purchased a few things to decorate the house. He couldn't remember the last time he'd celebrated Christmas. Not since he was a kid and then it wasn't like this. Christmas was punctuated every year by his mother's black-eyes. Now as he thought about it he didn't think there had ever been what he considered a good Christmas.
Mike didn't want to think about it. Not now or ever really. He stood in the living room stapling up the garland that he'd bought earlier. Mike was doing it without much thought. His mind was still in the past. Still reaching up and measuring the loops to center it. The kiss on the cheek shocked him because he wasn't expecting it.
"What was..." Mike trailed off as he looked up and saw the mistletoe handing right in the center of the garland. He put in the last of the staples and stepped back to look at it.
"Are the three of you ready?" He hadn't looked back yet. His mind was still in a dark place.
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Mike didn't want to think about it. Not now or ever really. He stood in the living room stapling up the garland that he'd bought earlier. Mike was doing it without much thought. His mind was still in the past. Still reaching up and measuring the loops to center it. The kiss on the cheek shocked him because he wasn't expecting it.
"What was..." Mike trailed off as he looked up and saw the mistletoe handing right in the center of the garland. He put in the last of the staples and stepped back to look at it.
"Are the three of you ready?" He hadn't looked back yet. His mind was still in a dark place.
Words: 200