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    a lesson learned- a christmas story

    “I gave you that name. I will call you Christina if I choose to you.”

    “I’ve never asked anything from you… and yet you can’t compromise on the one little thing I ask of you,” I stormed off.

    I walked ahead of my mother and realized that I didn’t see Evan anymore.

    “Fine, Tina,” my mother sighed coming to stand beside me again.

    “She’s gone.”

    “What?”

    “Where’s Evan? Where’s Evan!” I screamed.

    I continued to search the faces around us. She was nowhere in sight.

    “Evan! Evan!” I yelled.

    “Tina, calm down. She’s somewhere in here.”

    “Calm down! Mom, she’s seven years old! In a strange city, in a mall she’s never been in before! What if she was kidnaped?”

    “Things like that don’t happen here, sweetie.”

    “Things that can happen anywhere, Mom!”

    “Look, I’ll search the toy stores and you’ll…”

    “I look in the book stores.”

    “Fine, I’m calling you cell right now and we’ll communicate that way.”

    “Okay, okay,” I walked away.

    I retraced my steps back to the bookstore. I answered my cell as soon as it rang.

    “Do you see her?”

    “See who, Tee?”

    *****!

    “Uh, nobody, babe,” I answered trying to sound calm.

    “How’s it going with your mother?”

    “I can’t really comment on that right now, babe.”

    “She’s standing right next to you isn’t she?”

    “Yep,” I lied.

    “Okay… let me talk to Evan,” she requested.

    “I, uh… I can’t.”

    “Why not?”

    “She’s running up and down the aisles in the bookstore.”

    “Isn’t it crowded in there, Tee?”

    “Don’t worry about it, babe. I’m watching her, okay.”

    “Okay. I’ll let you go back to enjoying shopping with your mother.”

    “Okay then. Bye.”

    I quickly disconnected the call. My phone rang again.

    “Mom?”

    “Your phone was busy.”

    “That was Bette.”

    “Did you tell her?”

    “That her only child was missing? Are you crazy? Besides, Evan isn’t missing. We know that she is in the mall. We just misplaced her.”

    “I don’t see her. Do you?”

    “No.”

    Then it dawned on me where she might have gone.

    “Mom, meet me at Santa’s Village,” I said already heading in that direction.

    “You think she would go there?”

    “I have a suspicion she would.”

    I hung up the phone as the big tree and equally big candy cane came into view. I scanned the line. And there she stood. Bright red winter coat with matching off white hat and scarf dangling nearly off her shoulders.

    Comments

    1. i love this story… i love evan as a child.. and bette and tine just starting out… it was a beautiful pre christmas gift from you… HAPPY HOLIDAYS

    2. Excellent story.. I wish on the show they would give us a little backround on Tina family.. It would be nice to see a story like this played out. Thank you. Happy Holidays.. Write more your very good at it.

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