A short linking chapter before we get to the end and to let you know I have not forgotten about this story. EVERYBODY finishes their Christmas story in May, right? Marys, this one is for you.
oh yeah, and Sam says 'fuck' in this. a lot.Sam spent the first ten minutes after she left pacing his living room, working hard to not put his fist right
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AAAAAAAND the whole "pansy ass" thing. I bet you very much money you nailed that about his dad. Totally how I see it going. And calling him Sammy-boy. MAN OH MAN. Man alive. Just, man. I'M WAITING FOR MORE ALREADY. So, get on that. Soonish. Who needs their high school teachers anyway? Just tell them to read a book and tap away at your computer... They'll turn out fiiiiine. I think..
Anyway, bed time. THANK YOOOOOOOOOU.
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And, shoot, his deep shuttering breaths! That man could use a good cry. fucking asshole father of his.
Thanks for this bit of hope, pal:) Let me guess, he walks the thirty blocks, his path lit by that big ass North star in the sky:)
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And the note from Marlo was very simple and totally her.
Christmas in May? I won't complain if it's continuing like this. :)
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At least now it looks like he knows better.
One line, one italicized, bracketed line and I think you summed his dad up. NICE.
And I love how you said it without saying it: when he was six and developed his love of the smell of gasoline and grass clippings. (perfection)
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