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_ It wasn’t the tree that my little brother wanted, but it was better than last year when Mom spray-painted a tumbleweed with gold paint.

Marcus still felt the need to complain.  “One present each?  This is the worst Christmas ever!”

I smacked the back of his head.  She worked so hard since dad left; I prayed that she didn’t hear Marcus.

I opened my present, Air Jordan and ran to give her a hug.  “How could you afford this?”

“Magic,” she said with a grin.

Flakes fell outside the window behind her.

“Snow in El Paso?  It must be magic!”


12/16/2011 04:02:08 am

OH, this was wonderful. Reminded me of equally modest Christmas's we have had, with no money for presents but somehow always feeling like Christmas. Loved it!

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12/16/2011 04:10:17 am

"but it was better than last year when Mom spray-painted a tumbleweed with gold paint." I LOVED this part! It made me laugh out loud. Sweet story, Wakefield. And I liked the #FridayPictureShow, too. Very funny. :D

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12/16/2011 06:46:00 am

So heartwarming that the boy with compassion receives magic, Robin

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12/16/2011 07:45:29 am

Laughed out loud at the spray painted tumbleweed - that is so much something I would have done! Great story, I loved it. Glad to see you here again :)

Glad to be able to leave a comment now, too ;)

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12/17/2011 06:25:49 am

Must agree with Madison re painted tumbleweed. Mothers can work magic but sometimes they're spells fall short. Your story was wonderful in its simplicity and meaningful in its message. Well done.

Aloha,

Doug

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12/17/2011 06:26:18 am

I especially love the part where the younger brother gets a smack upside the head. I think I did something similar to *my* brother when he was younger, lol. No disrespecting Mom allowed.

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