Having done some mistakes I only seen today I am cutting the last piece up in two. Also so that I will have something to post tomorrow.
Since I still do not have a real title for this story I like to hear your ideas for one.
Art by Anton Pieck
Christmas Story 2015 3
Leona remembered the bed time stories Old Mary used to tell her about how she met the one who made her life worth living with a smile each and every day. She to like Leona wasn’t the prettiest with a crooked tooth and her thin hair that would always frizzle. There was one particular story that Leona always liked.
It had to do with a twinkle in Old Mary’s rabbit she kept under her bed. Being teased a lot it was her only friend she one day found next to the snowy roads. Wounded by her tiny leg she was nursed back to health and stayed till the day she died. White as snow with eyes a crimson red she would often sit on Mary’s lap as they looked out the window.
-“OUCH, Ouch, The cocoa is hot. Sorry for not finishing the story on time, it has been busy times and the mistake was all mine. Hold on just a little longer I will finish it, just you wait and read. OUch now I got cocoa on my mitt.True I have been very clumsy so bare with me I write this till its finished.
Where was I?”
The rabbit had a certain twinkle of a flake of snow that fluttered with a shiny blue across the red. It was magical to just hear fall into a land of dreams after seeing it happen. Leona had seen the same flake float across Old Mary’s eye as well. She to would than sigh and feel her body relax into a dream state. And just now this man in front of her had the same twinkle. That bright blue flake drifting across his eyes.
Mary told that two days after her best friend had past away she ran into a man during her shopping at the market. And that man would later become her husband. Every day she would see a twinkle in his eyes until the day he past away. And since they couldn’t have children of their own they kept running the orphanage as their own family.
And here stood Leona eye to eye with a man who had that same twinkle.
“Richard… Mr Grande. uh come on in, it is to cold outside, we was just preparing dinner.”
-“Miss Leona, he is stranger…”
“Tommy It is okay.” Tommy sees her eyes light up above her red flushed cheeks.
He noticed something happened but he couldn’t quite understand what it would be. Love maybe?
“I am so sorry for the intrusion, miss Leona. It is just that something happened that I couldn’t quite explain and before I knew it I ended up at your door.”
-“Please sit down, you can tell all about it during dinner. Tommy would you be so kind to put an extra plate on the table for Mr Grande?”
“BUt Leona…”
-“No buts, It is Christmas eve. A time we are kind to those around us.”
“I am sorry Leona. It’s just that.. ”
Awkward about what was going on Mr Grande had sat himself in a chair and followed the whole conversation feeling a bit out of place. He couldn’t help but smile at the last comment Tommy had made.
“Haha, You are quite right Tommy. It is cool that you want to protect Miss Leona. I am sorry, but do not mean you any harm.”
-“Hope this will be to your taste, at the time it is all we could manage with what little we had.”
The plates were filled with a hot mash of onion and carrots with some potatoes. A dimple for a scoop of gravy. On another plate Leona puts down a plate of brisk.
“So what was it again that brought you here Mr Grande.”
“Please call me Richard. And I have had the strangest of things happening around me.”
Richard took a small bit of the simple dinner in front of him and let out a smile as he chewed.
To be continued…
Ranting Crow 