Tuesday Tales - Word Prompt "Hair"

 

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Courtney, Merrily and Connie packed up their Secret Santa gifts in a shopping bag. The Pine Grove Christmas party always took place on December 23. Every time Connie Adams talked about the party with fevered anticipation, Courtey rolled her eyes.

"If you don't stop doing that, your eyes are going to freeze like that." Merrily said.

"Right. These small town things. I mean, it's Christmas and is there going to be champagne? No. Hot mulled wine? No. Probably no booze at all." She huffed.

"There will be kids there."

"I don't go to parties like this. I go to parties, where they serve shrimp and champagne."

"I remember when you couldn't wait to get to the big Christmas party. You couldn't wait to see how Tyler liked your Christmas present. And how you couldn't wait to make out with him behind the firehouse." Connie laughed. "And you thought we didn't know!"

Courtney laughed. "Oh, yeah. I remember. Damn it was cold out there. You had to keep a liplock to keep from freezing!"

"You two were the cutest couple. I wanted to be just like you," Merrily said.

Courtney faced her sister and softened her tone. "There never was anyone like Tyler for you, though, was there?"

Merrily tossed her lustrous, dark hair "Nope. Never enough guys to go around."

Courtney wiggled her eyebrows. "Bet you made up for it in college."

Merrily sensed a deep red creeping up her neck. "I did okay."

Her sister howled with laughter.

"Yeah, I figured. Pretty girl like you – you'd have to beat the guys off with a stick," their mother said. 

"Uh, beat them off?" Merrily cocked an eyebrow at her sister.

The two young women fell together, snorting and laughing so hard tears wetted their cheeks.

"What's so funny?' Connie Adams asked.