12 Days of Christmas: Day Three
Since we haven't had a post from the member who originally signed up for day three, here is a 100 word epilogue to my fic from day one, A Father's Christmas...
~ The Spirit of Christmas ~
Weatherby’s happiness was contagious, inspiring his cook to extraordinary efforts that Christmas Day, from breakfast on the sunny veranda to dinner that rainy afternoon, a cheery fire burning on the hearth as well as on the brandied plum pudding. But Weatherby himself provided the pièce de résistance, his hot rum punch, steeped and stirred in the antique punchbowl he’d brought from England when he and Elizabeth had first come to Jamaica.
“Now this is the spirit of Christmas,” Jack chuckled, lifting his cup to Weatherby, James, and darling Elizabeth.
“Drink up me hearties, yo ho!” Elizabeth said, and kissed him.
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~ The Spirit of Christmas ~
Weatherby’s happiness was contagious, inspiring his cook to extraordinary efforts that Christmas Day, from breakfast on the sunny veranda to dinner that rainy afternoon, a cheery fire burning on the hearth as well as on the brandied plum pudding. But Weatherby himself provided the pièce de résistance, his hot rum punch, steeped and stirred in the antique punchbowl he’d brought from England when he and Elizabeth had first come to Jamaica.
“Now this is the spirit of Christmas,” Jack chuckled, lifting his cup to Weatherby, James, and darling Elizabeth.
“Drink up me hearties, yo ho!” Elizabeth said, and kissed him.
~.~