GOLD
'Oh for goodness sake, Jane, it's only a sodding Nativity play; who cares which box you carry?'
'Language Daniel,' Sally tutted at him. 'You know how important this is to Jane, try to be more supportive.'
Daniel muttered something inaudible but potentially very rude and left the kitchen.
'Why is Daddy so mean?' Jane turned her tear stained face to her mother and waited. Sally wished she had some words of comfort for her daughter but the truth was that Daniel hated anything festive, especially if they involved small children. He was a real life Grinch and proud of it.
'He's just a bit tired today, darling. Everything will be fine at the play, don't worry. I'll have a word with Miss Grey about the boxes and we'll see what she can do.'
Later that day, with tears in her eyes, Sally held Daniel's hand as their beautiful, bling obsessed daughter carried the best box in the Nativity play. The box that represented Gold for the baby Jesus.
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Brilliant! What a fantastic take on the prompt, love it :) Thank you so much for sharing with #ThePrompt x
ReplyDeleteThanks Sara. I'm glad you enjoyed it, I like to be different if I can...
DeleteWhat a gorgeous story. Poor little Jane. I'm glad she got to carry the best box :) #prose4t
ReplyDeleteFor a short story there's a lot of emotion coming out! My heart bleeds for Jane too.
DeleteOh bless her - I bet that nativity play turned changed her dad's mind - what nativity play wouldn't? A lovely take on the word. Thank you for linking to Prose for Thought x
ReplyDeleteThanks Vic! Jane hardly appears but she's turned out to be quite the star.
DeleteOh, I feel for Jane now! I hope daddy stops being grumpy x
ReplyDeleteI'm sure Daddy gets in the Christmas spirit after the Nativity. Thanks for leaving a comment Jo.
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