Untitled sort-of Christmas story by CelestinaStar, literature
Literature
Untitled sort-of Christmas story
Happy music played loudly from the Greene family’s house. Simon burped, bored, eyes closing. It was the holidays. Christmas was his least favorite time of year. It reminded him too much of his father, who passed away suddenly on Christmas Eve. The pair had been close.
His new stepdad, as of July, tried to connect with him. Jim was trying to be kind to Simon, and trying to soothe the boy. His father had died 6 years ago, after all, when Simon was 15. But the bond the boy’d had with his dad was so strong that he still resented Jim.
There should be some kind of Ghosts of Christmas Past thing going on here, Simon
I can't promise I'll be writing a lot to post here, because I write very slowly, and for publication only these days--this is mostly a watcher account :P Don't ask me why I don't re-up my old account. This just feels right.
I hope you can forgive me, and still let me follow you.
Take care,
Cel