Afictional story

“Do you have Christmas plans? He asks curiously, his focus on the computer. “I’m glad someone asked. I am confused. “I admit “Should I go home or stay at my house with Jackie,” I state indecisively.

“Has she said a thing about Christmas?” He asks still absorbed in his work. “No, nothing about Christmas,” I speak with a calm realization that it was all in my head. “Then, why do you have to worry?” His face stretched from the monitor, and he stares, interrogatively.

“I usually…” “I know you usually spend Christmas with your family and now…” he interrupts. “exactly” I cut him short. “Live your life. If you feel you should have this Christmas with her, then do just that” he gets back to the monitor.

“Thank you,”
“Anytime.”

©joeln