All I Want is A Wife For Christmas
Trista Roberts- 23 year old woman, working at a grocery store as a clerk trying to make ends meet. Takes care of her sister 5 year old Megan, after her mother Abandoned her. Megan- Trista's 5 year old sister. Sweet girl, who is afraid of abandonment after her mother disappeared and left her on her on.
Mark Calloway- Retired wrestler. Now owns a couple of manufacturing companies, Looking to buy a home furnishing Plant, but the one catch is the owner a family man, wont sell to a single man. Wants the company to go to a family to be run and passed down. Glen Jacobs- Mark's best friend and a wrestler. Comes up with a plan for Mark to get the company.
John Reynolds- Owner of Reynolds Manufacturing Plant. Family man who wants to see his business go to someone who will love it and not see it as just a way to make money.
Trista rushed down the street in the snow. She was running late. Not having a car didn't help. She walked everywhere or either took the bus. She was late to pick up Megan. Mrs. James there older neighbor watched Megan while she worked, but she didn't like to take advantage of the older woman by being late all the time. The woman refused to take money, so Trista bought Mrs.James extra items that she couldn't afford on a fixed income. Mrs. James seemed tickled when Trista would bring her cookies or cake. Trista didn't know what she would do without her. But Trista was living on the edge from month to month barely making ends meet. The job situation was bad here and Trista knew she was lucky to have the job she did as a checkout clerk. Trista dashed across the snow covered street to her old apartment building. She opened the door to the building and was grateful for the warm air that hit her. She had walked the 7 blocks home from the store today as the buses were running slow because of the snow. She didn't have time to wait. Trista rushed up the stairs and knocked on Mrs. James door. The door opened and Mrs. James stood there smiling. She was short about 5"2 with Grey hair and twinkling blue eyes. "Hello Trista deer, you look frozen come in and have a cup of coffee" She said.
Trista gratefully smiled and slipped in the apartment. She took off her to thin, too old coat and pulled off her cap. Her long Auburn hair fell to her waist. Trista was a beautiful girl. She was 5"5 with long almost red hair. She had brown eyes which were striking with her hair color. She had a too slim figure really from not eating right and all the work and walking she had to do. Mrs. James was always telling her she was to thin. But her first priority was Megan and making sure she ate right. Trista figured Megan had been trough enough with there sorry mother. She wanted to take good care of her unlike there mother. "TRISTA!" Megan yelled launching herself in Trista's arms.
Trista hugged her tight for a moment then set her down. Megan was a beautiful child. She had red curly hair that framed her beautiful face, Deep green eyes and freckles just like Trista's.
"Was you a good girl today for Mrs. James?" Trista asked.
"Uhh Huh." Megan said seriously. Much to serious for a child her age.
"Now Trista, Megan is always an angel." Mrs James said bringing a cup of steaming Coffee to Trista.
Trista took it gratefully. The warmth was wonderful. "Im sorry im late, the bus was late so I walked." Trista said sipping her coffee.
"Trista that's no problem, I told you I don't mind keeping Megan." Mrs James said. "I know, but I feel like im taking advantage of you." Trista said.
"Honey, Megan brings me a lot of joy, and its been a long time since I felt useful. You and Megan are like family." Mrs James said hugging Trista.
Trista felt her eyes tear up. Why couldn't her mother have been like this. Mrs. James pulled back. "Megan drew you some Christmas picture today . Megan get them and show them to your sister" Mrs James said smiling.
Megan went to the little coffee table and brought the pictures over to Trista. Trista smiled a she took them. One was of Santa Clause on the roof and the other a bright Christmas Tree. "There beautiful Honey." Trista said.
"Trista can we go see Santa?" Megan asked.
"Sure Honey, Im off tomorrow, we'll bundle up and walk down the Lagan's department store. He's going to be there. "Megan smiled one of her rare smiles and went to set down in front of the TV.
A worried frown marred Trista's features. She knew what Megan wanted. It was a beautiful doll she had seen at Logan's. It eat ,wet and drank and talked. The doll was 60 dollars and there was no way Trista could afford that, she would be lucky if she made the rent this month.
"Don't worry Trista you'll find a way ,Its Christmas." Mrs James said. Trista tried to smile. If only that was true.
Mark slammed down the phone and cursed. "Damn!." He shouted.
"What's the problem." Glen his best friend asked.
"That damn John Reynolds. I want That company. But he insists on meeting my wife and family first." Mark said flopping down in a chair. Glen was visiting Mark for the next two weeks over the Christmas holidays.
"Excuse me if im wrong but your divorced." Glen said. Mark sighed. "Mr. Reynold wants a family man to buy his company, so I told him I was married, no big deal right?" Mark said. "Uhh Huh." Glen said.
"Well he wants to come over and visit during the holidays and get to know me and my family before he commits to sell." Mark said.
"My My what a mess you made." Glen said laughing.
"This is not funny Glen." Mark said.
"Well buddy just hire you a wife." Glen said.
"This is no time for jokes, I wnat that company." Mark said frowning at Glen
"Who's joking? Hire a actress for a couple of day." Glen said.
Mark scratched his goatee, it was and idea, he would have to give it some thought. Glen you may just be on to something." Mark said grinning.
Trista Roberts- 23 year old woman, working at a grocery store as a clerk trying to make ends meet. Takes care of her sister 5 year old Megan, after her mother Abandoned her. Megan- Trista's 5 year old sister. Sweet girl, who is afraid of abandonment after her mother disappeared and left her on her on.
Mark Calloway- Retired wrestler. Now owns a couple of manufacturing companies, Looking to buy a home furnishing Plant, but the one catch is the owner a family man, wont sell to a single man. Wants the company to go to a family to be run and passed down. Glen Jacobs- Mark's best friend and a wrestler. Comes up with a plan for Mark to get the company.
John Reynolds- Owner of Reynolds Manufacturing Plant. Family man who wants to see his business go to someone who will love it and not see it as just a way to make money.
Trista rushed down the street in the snow. She was running late. Not having a car didn't help. She walked everywhere or either took the bus. She was late to pick up Megan. Mrs. James there older neighbor watched Megan while she worked, but she didn't like to take advantage of the older woman by being late all the time. The woman refused to take money, so Trista bought Mrs.James extra items that she couldn't afford on a fixed income. Mrs. James seemed tickled when Trista would bring her cookies or cake. Trista didn't know what she would do without her. But Trista was living on the edge from month to month barely making ends meet. The job situation was bad here and Trista knew she was lucky to have the job she did as a checkout clerk. Trista dashed across the snow covered street to her old apartment building. She opened the door to the building and was grateful for the warm air that hit her. She had walked the 7 blocks home from the store today as the buses were running slow because of the snow. She didn't have time to wait. Trista rushed up the stairs and knocked on Mrs. James door. The door opened and Mrs. James stood there smiling. She was short about 5"2 with Grey hair and twinkling blue eyes. "Hello Trista deer, you look frozen come in and have a cup of coffee" She said.
Trista gratefully smiled and slipped in the apartment. She took off her to thin, too old coat and pulled off her cap. Her long Auburn hair fell to her waist. Trista was a beautiful girl. She was 5"5 with long almost red hair. She had brown eyes which were striking with her hair color. She had a too slim figure really from not eating right and all the work and walking she had to do. Mrs. James was always telling her she was to thin. But her first priority was Megan and making sure she ate right. Trista figured Megan had been trough enough with there sorry mother. She wanted to take good care of her unlike there mother. "TRISTA!" Megan yelled launching herself in Trista's arms.
Trista hugged her tight for a moment then set her down. Megan was a beautiful child. She had red curly hair that framed her beautiful face, Deep green eyes and freckles just like Trista's.
"Was you a good girl today for Mrs. James?" Trista asked.
"Uhh Huh." Megan said seriously. Much to serious for a child her age.
"Now Trista, Megan is always an angel." Mrs James said bringing a cup of steaming Coffee to Trista.
Trista took it gratefully. The warmth was wonderful. "Im sorry im late, the bus was late so I walked." Trista said sipping her coffee.
"Trista that's no problem, I told you I don't mind keeping Megan." Mrs James said. "I know, but I feel like im taking advantage of you." Trista said.
"Honey, Megan brings me a lot of joy, and its been a long time since I felt useful. You and Megan are like family." Mrs James said hugging Trista.
Trista felt her eyes tear up. Why couldn't her mother have been like this. Mrs. James pulled back. "Megan drew you some Christmas picture today . Megan get them and show them to your sister" Mrs James said smiling.
Megan went to the little coffee table and brought the pictures over to Trista. Trista smiled a she took them. One was of Santa Clause on the roof and the other a bright Christmas Tree. "There beautiful Honey." Trista said.
"Trista can we go see Santa?" Megan asked.
"Sure Honey, Im off tomorrow, we'll bundle up and walk down the Lagan's department store. He's going to be there. "Megan smiled one of her rare smiles and went to set down in front of the TV.
A worried frown marred Trista's features. She knew what Megan wanted. It was a beautiful doll she had seen at Logan's. It eat ,wet and drank and talked. The doll was 60 dollars and there was no way Trista could afford that, she would be lucky if she made the rent this month.
"Don't worry Trista you'll find a way ,Its Christmas." Mrs James said. Trista tried to smile. If only that was true.
Mark slammed down the phone and cursed. "Damn!." He shouted.
"What's the problem." Glen his best friend asked.
"That damn John Reynolds. I want That company. But he insists on meeting my wife and family first." Mark said flopping down in a chair. Glen was visiting Mark for the next two weeks over the Christmas holidays.
"Excuse me if im wrong but your divorced." Glen said. Mark sighed. "Mr. Reynold wants a family man to buy his company, so I told him I was married, no big deal right?" Mark said. "Uhh Huh." Glen said.
"Well he wants to come over and visit during the holidays and get to know me and my family before he commits to sell." Mark said.
"My My what a mess you made." Glen said laughing.
"This is not funny Glen." Mark said.
"Well buddy just hire you a wife." Glen said.
"This is no time for jokes, I wnat that company." Mark said frowning at Glen
"Who's joking? Hire a actress for a couple of day." Glen said.
Mark scratched his goatee, it was and idea, he would have to give it some thought. Glen you may just be on to something." Mark said grinning.