|Posted on June 13, 2010 at 7:24 PM|
“Thirty-three, thirty-four, thirty-five ... thirty-five? If I knew you guys would buy everything on the list I would have narrowed it down to one.”
Wynona pocked at the ribbon on a sparkling silver box. Maybe if she tugged with enough force the paper would tear and-
“Don’t even think about it!” Danny slammed his hand down on the box and jumped. He craned his neck back to look at Philip. “Is this one of the delicate ones?”
He grinned, he shook his head ‘no’ and Danny went back to Wynona. “No opening gifts. Not until after the dinner, your aunts and grandmother are going to give you more so no spoiling! And if you get duplicates, they’re mine.”
“No fair!” Wynona whined.
Danny pointed his thumb to his chest and scoffed. “Sorry, sister but I call the shots.”
“Couldn’t I sell them for extra money?” She pleaded desperately.
“Get a job.”
Philip laughed. He took a seat by the brightly lit Christmas tree and eased back, smiling uncontrollably. He couldn’t have thought of a better way for the three of them to spend their first Christmas as family.
So, I realized that the story is moving slowly, and this note probably should have been on the first chapter but ... yeah ... *scratches head* this is kind of a prologue (I guess one could call it that) to the actual story. That's why I've been using Roman Numerals. BUT, I have almost completed it so no fears! Only 3 (B'Jesus that's still a lot isn't it?) parts left in the prologue!