The most wonderful time of the year


Last minute rush, it’s Christmas Eve, dad thinks that we’re ready, mum thinks that he’s naive.

Packing and wrapping and wondering what’s been missed, frantically rechecking items off the twice rewritten list.

Dad gets in the way so mum asks me to take him outside, “and this” dad whispers softly “is how we celebrate Yuletide”.

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