Welcome! This week we have to write to a picture prompt. And we can only use 300 words to get our stories across. I'm continuing "The Christmas Party" this week. We'll have a few more episodes of it and then it will go live in its entirety at the end of the month. Scroll down to return to Tuesday Tales. Thanks for stopping by!
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The buzzer sounded
and Aaron let Patrice in. She eyeballed the miniscule decorations on his coffee
table.
“Is that what you’re putting up for
Christmas?”
“What’s wrong with it?”
“It’s pathetic. Aren’t you coming to my
house to decorate.”
“Yeah yeah. Sure. I thought Nigel was
helping?” He grabbed his jacket off the hook on the back of the door.
“He went back to London.”
“You let him get away? He was my favorite.”
He shrugged the jacket over his impressive shoulders.
“I know. But not mine.” She tugged on his
sleeve. “Let’s go. The Christmas party is two weeks away and I’m way behind.”
“Okay, okay. Let me finish this one text.”
Aaron typed a message to Crystal.
Sorry.
Can’t get to your parents’ house for Christmas this year. Maybe
next
year.
That sucks. Why don’t we just forget it? In fact,
forget us.
I’m sorry.
Yeah, sure. Call me if you
change your mind.
“Come on. You said one
text.” Patrice grabbed for his phone, but Aaron snatched it away before she reached
it. He had seven inches on her, so holding it above her head was a piece of
cake. Last thing he wanted Patrice to know was he and Crystal broke up.
Still, relief flooded
Aaron. He’d lied. He wasn’t one bit sorry. The pressure to propose dissolved,
bringing him his first blessing of the season. Never has a man dumped by text
been so happy to be rejected. He grinned as he tucked his phone into his back
pocket.
“Okay, Santa’s chief elf. Let’s go.” He held the door open.
“Ho, ho, ho. You’re such a Grinch.” She shook her head as she passed out of his apartment.
"What size tree did you get?" He met her stride.
"Same as usual." She avoided his gaze.
"Extra gigantic, right?"
"You'll see."
Aaron shook his head. "Same thing every year."
She grinned.
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Dumped by text--ouch! Love the camaraderie here. Well done.
ReplyDeleteIt sounds horrible but I am happy for him! I love their relationship and banter. I can't wait to read more!
ReplyDeleteIt's brilliant the way you juxtaposed the crucial moment of the breakup with the banter the two of them are having. Love this!
ReplyDeleteOh darn, what perfect timing for a break up. He sounds relieved and I have a feeling much happiness is in store for him!
ReplyDeleteSometimes text breakups are the best!! AND I love that she likes a giant tree. A gal after my own heart!!
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