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Christmas Present
James pulled Bette into a hug. “He understands my loyalty to my job.”
I know,” Bette gave him a squeezed before letting go. “Which is exactly why you need to close up your office, grab that present you’ve been hiding in your bottom drawer, and get yourself home without delay.”
The two friends shared a laugh as James started to walk out of Bette’s office. “All right, I’ll go.” Stopping half way out he rested his hand on the door frame. “It you need anything, or feel like company…”
“Go James…I’ll be fine,” Bette said firmly as she pointed toward the hallway. “Oh…James?” she said softly.
“Yeah?”
“Thank you.”
The sincerity in Bette’s voice almost broke his heart, but he would never let her know that. “You’re welcome. Have fun with Angie tomorrow….and don’t stay here too late!”
“Merry Christmas,” Bette said to his retreating back as James left her alone in her office. “Merry fucking Christmas,” she whispered, lowing herself into her chair.
Bette had just settled her focus back on the spreadsheet on her computer when she thought she heard a bell jingle. Cocking her head to the side she listened for a moment before deciding she had imagined the sound, but just as she looked back down at her computer she heard it again.
“James,” she called out. “Is that you?” Not hearing a response she got up from her desk and walked out into the reception area. “James?” she called out again, thinking maybe he had forgotten something, but looking around she could see she was alone in her office suite. Opening the door of the suite she leaned out looking up and down the hallway for any signs of where the noise had come from, but again there was nothing there. Shaking her head in confusion she closed the door and walked back into her office. Maybe it was time to leave the security of the endless work her job provided and brave her lonely house. She stood with her eyes closed, thinking for a moment about where she really wanted to be, and who she really wanted to be with. Breathing deep through her nose, she then slowly let it out knowing how selfish those thoughts were since they would never be part of her reality. Reluctantly, but determinedly she turned her mind to figuring out a place she could go that wasn’t her empty house. Anywhere….
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Wonderful story. Thank you for my Christmas gift. Merry Christmas
Absolutely lovely. Thank you merry Xmas to you and yours
That was saccharine sweet… just what was needed despite an over indulgence of Christmas fayre… loved your take on ‘a Christmas Carole’..totally delightful..thanks Sea! keep nudging each other with Ally…it’s good for the rest of us! Kx
Lovely story, and it’s always a pleasure to see Dana! Thank you and Merry Christmas. :)
Aww, this was so cute! I loved it. Thanks!
Reminding us what Christmas is truly about and the importance of family, all families.
Merry Christmas :)
Wonderful, loving story. Can we get another couple chapters of this story? I know, too greedy. Always loved your writing.
I like what you had Dana say about Christmas Past and Future-oh so true. I am glad that Bette was able to see the Present and choose to go to Angie and Tina-I loved how you had Angie’s speech in the writing. Thanks for sharing.
That was great, Sea. What could be better than Bette and Tina together?
Bravo, well done
That was lovely. Christmas stories are great.
Perfect! That was just perfect. Please come back with a longer story.
Wonderful as always Sea. You have a great talent and i hope you can keep exploring it. Thank you for the story. Bette better not tell Alice she’s seen Dana !!! Happy Christmas x
Love it.PPS
Awesome work Seahurst! GOlly, this site has ben the best Christmas present this year with all of the wonderful stories. Thanks to you Seahurst and all the rest for making or dreams come true with awesome stories. the New Year will begin on a great note. thanks for coming back and giving it a go and please continue as we all love your stories.
love it….tks
Sweet and sad at the same time, oh how we loved you Dana Fairbanks