9-11: angel, wreath, gift
Merry Chrismukkah, you guys! I hope you all had a wonderful holiday :)
As a slightly belated present (by Eastern Standard Time), here are some more stories for our Advent challenge.
9. Angel: 100 words
Kirsten starts decorating her own tree the year she turns ten.
She makes her own ornaments and adorns the tree with everything her father forbids her mother from using on the tree in the foyer: especially colored lights and tinsel. She finds a beautiful angel at South Coast Plaza for the finishing touch. Her tree is banished to the basement, but she doesn’t care. Baby Hailey isn’t allowed in the basement, so she won’t destroy Kirsten’s carefully crafted masterpiece.
It’s just that, when the rest of her house is decorated for other people, she likes that this belongs to her.
10. Wreath: 171 Words, set in Season 1
Ryan and Seth are sitting at the table, bagels in hand, for a late breakfast on the Saturday before Christmas when Kirsten races by, weighed down by shopping bags.
Ryan turns to Seth when she disappears into her bedroom. “Your parents didn’t get me anything, did they?” he asks. “I told them not to.”
Seth shrugs. “The Kirsten loves to shop. If it helps, think of it as a gift for her.”
“They’ve already given me more than I’ll ever be able to repay them for. I don’t need anything, and they’re not my parents.”
“Ahhh, but they are,” Seth explains between bites of bagel. “Do not doubt the powers of Chrismukkah. Face it, buddy. You have Newport Parents now, and part of that means going overboard on all things holiday. It’s part of the Cohen Family Tradition.”
Ryan smiles. He doesn’t care about the gifts, but he’s starting to like the idea of Chrismukkah.
He hangs the wreath on the pool house door later that morning. This time for good.
11. Gift: 100 words
Christmas is a production at the Nichol household, as though that could somehow cover up the fact that Caleb isn’t there.
Kirsten always notices.
He’ll come home from Paris or Barcelona or Tokyo with a brightly wrapped package and spout off excuses about how it can’t be helped. She likes the gifts, she does, and she’s grateful for everything she has. She knows she’s lucky. But there’s an unspoken truth she shares with all the other ‘lucky’ young girls out there.
She’d happily trade the money and fancy gifts if it meant her father could be home on Christmas morning.
As a slightly belated present (by Eastern Standard Time), here are some more stories for our Advent challenge.
9. Angel: 100 words
Kirsten starts decorating her own tree the year she turns ten.
She makes her own ornaments and adorns the tree with everything her father forbids her mother from using on the tree in the foyer: especially colored lights and tinsel. She finds a beautiful angel at South Coast Plaza for the finishing touch. Her tree is banished to the basement, but she doesn’t care. Baby Hailey isn’t allowed in the basement, so she won’t destroy Kirsten’s carefully crafted masterpiece.
It’s just that, when the rest of her house is decorated for other people, she likes that this belongs to her.
10. Wreath: 171 Words, set in Season 1
Ryan and Seth are sitting at the table, bagels in hand, for a late breakfast on the Saturday before Christmas when Kirsten races by, weighed down by shopping bags.
Ryan turns to Seth when she disappears into her bedroom. “Your parents didn’t get me anything, did they?” he asks. “I told them not to.”
Seth shrugs. “The Kirsten loves to shop. If it helps, think of it as a gift for her.”
“They’ve already given me more than I’ll ever be able to repay them for. I don’t need anything, and they’re not my parents.”
“Ahhh, but they are,” Seth explains between bites of bagel. “Do not doubt the powers of Chrismukkah. Face it, buddy. You have Newport Parents now, and part of that means going overboard on all things holiday. It’s part of the Cohen Family Tradition.”
Ryan smiles. He doesn’t care about the gifts, but he’s starting to like the idea of Chrismukkah.
He hangs the wreath on the pool house door later that morning. This time for good.
11. Gift: 100 words
Christmas is a production at the Nichol household, as though that could somehow cover up the fact that Caleb isn’t there.
Kirsten always notices.
He’ll come home from Paris or Barcelona or Tokyo with a brightly wrapped package and spout off excuses about how it can’t be helped. She likes the gifts, she does, and she’s grateful for everything she has. She knows she’s lucky. But there’s an unspoken truth she shares with all the other ‘lucky’ young girls out there.
She’d happily trade the money and fancy gifts if it meant her father could be home on Christmas morning.