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LRT IT SNOW
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The lights flooded through the hotel's hall filling every corner of it, as it blinded them both. As Nigel adjusted to
the lights, people came into focus. Lot's of people. "What the?" Nigel heard Sydney say.
Nigel scannes the crowd and noticed a few familiar faces.
"MERRY CHRISTMAS!" A pretty brunette emerged from the crowd. "KAREN!" Sydney and Nigel both said in unison.
"AND A HAPPY NEY YEAR!"
"CLAUDIA!" both looked at their secretaries.
"Wow, your both getting good at this talking at the same time thing. Been busy since I was away-eh?" Claudia asked
cheekily.
"Csn someone please explain?" Sydney asked just as confused.
"Well...this was Claudia's idea actually," Karen explained almost on the verge of breaking into hysterics.
"We met up one day...and talked. Well...it wasn't about anything, till we came up with this idea about throwing you
guys a surprise."
"But I asked the Dean about this and he confirmed it-" Sydney asked again. Nigel was speechless.
"Ah...well we manage to pull him in as well." Karen pointed towards the Dean, who Nigel hadn't noticed before. He
was at the end with a glass of what looked like egg-nog. He lifted his glass at them and smiled.
"We actually wanted to help you guys as well." Claudia said obviously enjoying herself.
Nigel lifted an eyebrow. "What 'help'?"
Karen smiled again. "Well.. we discussed about the fact that-"
"The both of you have feelings for each other and won't face the facts." Claudia finished Karen's sentenceas both of
them held each other's waist.
At that, Nigel looked away and so did Sydney. "Obviously you didn't need any help this time." Claudia continued
giggling along with Karen.
"SYDNEY!"
A tall raven haired and atrractive middle aged lady apeared from behind them.
"Mum!" a mix of surprise and happiness filled Sydney's face.
A slight pang of jealousy hit Nigel in the heart. Both mother and daughter hugged. "How did you...?"
"Your lovely Secretary called and explained everything to me. Including about a lovely young man." Sydney's mother
smiled and looked at Nigel. He blushed.
"Let's talk somwhere else..mum." Sydney pushed her away. Nigel was glad that she did, and avoided being interrogated
by her mother. Nigel hadn't noticed, but the crowd had already stopped crowding around them and left to their own entertainment.
He let out a sigh of releif.
"Don't worry, I never liked parties much either."
Nigel turned towards him. "Preston!"
"The one and only." He had a smug look on his face as if had just laid the biggst joke on his brother.
"But I thought-"
"I think Sydney's mother explained that bit except for the 'lovely young man' part."
"Stop mocking me."
"And take the fun out of everything? Not in a million years dear brother." Preston placed his hand over Nigel's
shoulder. "I wouldn't be your brother if I did that, would I?"
"Mr. Bailey?"
Both brothers turned around to face an elderly man. "I think it's for you." Preston said.
Nigel looked at the familiar face and remembered. "Michael!"
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Nigel was irritated at Preston. He had disappeared and was no where to be found. And worst still, so was Sydney.
he sighed again. Although they were a lot of friends that both Claudia and Karen had managed to track down even if they
were in the middle of the jungle, he was actually bored.
"Hey."
"Where have you been?" Nigel asked as Preston stood next to him.
"Here and there. We need to talk."
"Sure."
"Outside. Please." Preston walked ahead as Nigel followed silently behind.
The air was cold and the streets were glossy from the condensation. It looked like it would snow. "I hate snow."
he whispered to himself.
"I had a small chat with Sydney just a whole ago."
Nigel didn't like where this was going.
"She told me about something that I thought you had let go of a long time ago. But evidently you hadn't." Preston was
looking up at the sky, frowning.
"Would you? If you had done what I had. Knowing that this was my fault and will always be."
Preston sighed and faced Nigel. "We went through this so many times Nigel. I'm tired of this."
"So let's live it." Nigel said bitterly.
"No. This is the last time I going this with you. It's not your fault."
Nigel sat on the bench by the road. Preston remained standing.
"Let me tell you something Nigel, if you hadn't made that call...I would have. Just that you beat me to it. You know you
always do that." Preston faced Nigel.
Nigel looked back at him. What was he trying to say?
"You wouldn't know this though. You were too young that time, but mother and father were the type of person to never let
their past actions affect the present. If they done something that didn't have the turn out they wanted, they just except it.
And they wouldn't let it rule their lives." Preston took a step closer to Nigel. "They wouldn't want you to be going through this."
"So what?" Nigel looked at the icy ground, his face reflecting back. "It still doesn't change the fact that-"
"They also didn't regret their actions much." Preston interrupted him. "Your just reggreting the irrepaireble past so that
you can keep accusing yourself."
That hit Nigel. He hadn't realize that he had really been regretting it. It was just that it was him who had killed them.
"You think that if hadn't called them, things would be better?" Preston asked.
Nigel pondered for a moment. But didn't answer.
"Think about this. So what if they hadn't died? Would you still be having your current job. I know very well that you love this
job more than anything. Do you think that you would still have met Sydney?"
Sydney. Nigel hadn't thought about that. He wouldn't do anything to not have met her. Anything? He asked himself
Preston sighed and looked at the sky again. "It looks like snow, doesn't it?" he snorted. "You hate snow as I recall. Something
about it reminding you about that night."
"Is hating the snow a crime now?" Nigel asked feeling guilty about the whole thing.
"No. but accusing it of something that it had no control of is not really logical is it?"
"Don't have any good memories about the snow anyway."
"Than make new ones. Right now. You've just been avoiding it that's all."
Nigel couldn't help feeling that Preston was right.
"Here."
Preston held out a small gift out to Nigel. The red and green paper crinkling as Nigel took it. "Something I thought you might
want." Preston walked away towards the hotel and stopped midway. "People don't forget about their past, they learn how to deal with it.
That's all."
Nigel looked until Preston had gone in, he unwrapped it and pulled out a christmas ornament. It was an angel. He remembered that
it was the one thay had had. The silk was yellowed and the wire wings was slightly bent, but it was the one they had placed on the tree
together. Nigel held it in his arms and felt the silky soft fabric in betweem his fingers. The memories came ruching back. After 20
years, maybe it was time to start a new Christmas. Especially with someone dear to him was near.
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Sydney looked at the entrance to the hall almost every five seconds. Where were they? Finally Preston walked through it and smiled
at Sydney. Sydney heart hoped that it had worked. But Nigel wasn't there. Maybe she should go and check. "Nigel!" he had walked in.
He walked up to her clucthing unto something. "Hi," he said and smiled warmly at her as he sat down next to her at the table.
Sydney waited nervously for Nigel to say something that would give her a clue. She couldn't take it any longer. "So how did it go?"
Nigel took his time taking a long sip of his champagne. He placed the tall glass down and looked at her. "Who would have known it was
you?" he asked sarcastically
Sydney twisted her napkin until she thyought it would tear.
"After all those talks by those child shrinks and Preston, all it took was for you to get him to talk to me."
Sydney face broke into a huge smile. "So feeling better?"
"A little. It'll take a while to get use this feeling, but I think I'll get the hang of it. Thank you," Nigel whispered as held her
in his arms.
Someone tapped on Sydney shoulder and she had half the mind to hit that person as she broke tha bond. Fortunately she didn't. It was Karen.
"Sydney, everybody's waiting for your speech."
Sydney gave her quizzical look.
"Wouldn't be complete if the main leads don't say something." Karen explained.
Nigel looked at her with an encouraging look. "All right." she agreed. Sydney stood up . "Ladies and gentlemen. Friends and family."
Sydney took a deep breath and continued. "Today, has been the most amazing Christmas I've had ever had. Thank you, to everyone." She looked
at Claudia and Karen. "I was under the impression that I was suppode to talk about a relic today and apparently I was not." The crowd
laughed. "But I still will." Sydney brought up the metal suitcase and placed on the table. "In here is an ancient Mochicas idol, which is
believed to be the god of hope and love. It's beleived to change the life of those in despair and pain. Today, I have witnessed it's
powers. It has changed the life of a dear friend of mine and," she lifted her glass high up and saw Preston smiling broadly. "Let us
taost to our lives and to our future."
"May it have more sweet memories that we'll ever need. And may our future be different from out past to the better." Nigel added.
All across the hall smiles fickered and glasses clinked.
Nigel and Sydney smiled at each other and drank to their future.
Together.
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The night was getting colder. Sydney tighten her jacket around her body. Her parents and Preston were in their rooms and Karen and
Claudia thought that the night was still young and would continue. Nigel walked next to her in silence as they approached the car.
"Let's take a longer walk." Nigel suggested.
Sydney, sensing something, nodded her head. Their footsteps were making loud noises in the silent night.
"Thank you, again." Nigel said.
"For what?"
"Changing my life. It was you that helped me to finally accept it."
"Why?" She asked curiously.
"Because I would rather not change a thing...than not have known you."
"Nigel...I don't know what it's like to lose a parent or 2 for the matter. But I know that one shouldn't lose anymore loved ones
bacause of it."
He smiled and stood in front of her. "I have to remember that."
Sydney wrapped her arms around his neck. "Will you?" Sydney felt a cold prick on her arm, and neck. It was snowing. "Preston said
somethong about you hating snow."
"Uh-huh, but I think I might start to enjoy it." He looked into her eyes their noses touching each others. "Merry Christmas Sydney."
"And to you too sir." With that their lips met.
THE END
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That's it guys...hope you liked it...this is a pretty short one...hoped to make it short and sweet...tell me what you think of it...
MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!
2002
LRT IT SNOW
************************************
The lights flooded through the hotel's hall filling every corner of it, as it blinded them both. As Nigel adjusted to
the lights, people came into focus. Lot's of people. "What the?" Nigel heard Sydney say.
Nigel scannes the crowd and noticed a few familiar faces.
"MERRY CHRISTMAS!" A pretty brunette emerged from the crowd. "KAREN!" Sydney and Nigel both said in unison.
"AND A HAPPY NEY YEAR!"
"CLAUDIA!" both looked at their secretaries.
"Wow, your both getting good at this talking at the same time thing. Been busy since I was away-eh?" Claudia asked
cheekily.
"Csn someone please explain?" Sydney asked just as confused.
"Well...this was Claudia's idea actually," Karen explained almost on the verge of breaking into hysterics.
"We met up one day...and talked. Well...it wasn't about anything, till we came up with this idea about throwing you
guys a surprise."
"But I asked the Dean about this and he confirmed it-" Sydney asked again. Nigel was speechless.
"Ah...well we manage to pull him in as well." Karen pointed towards the Dean, who Nigel hadn't noticed before. He
was at the end with a glass of what looked like egg-nog. He lifted his glass at them and smiled.
"We actually wanted to help you guys as well." Claudia said obviously enjoying herself.
Nigel lifted an eyebrow. "What 'help'?"
Karen smiled again. "Well.. we discussed about the fact that-"
"The both of you have feelings for each other and won't face the facts." Claudia finished Karen's sentenceas both of
them held each other's waist.
At that, Nigel looked away and so did Sydney. "Obviously you didn't need any help this time." Claudia continued
giggling along with Karen.
"SYDNEY!"
A tall raven haired and atrractive middle aged lady apeared from behind them.
"Mum!" a mix of surprise and happiness filled Sydney's face.
A slight pang of jealousy hit Nigel in the heart. Both mother and daughter hugged. "How did you...?"
"Your lovely Secretary called and explained everything to me. Including about a lovely young man." Sydney's mother
smiled and looked at Nigel. He blushed.
"Let's talk somwhere else..mum." Sydney pushed her away. Nigel was glad that she did, and avoided being interrogated
by her mother. Nigel hadn't noticed, but the crowd had already stopped crowding around them and left to their own entertainment.
He let out a sigh of releif.
"Don't worry, I never liked parties much either."
Nigel turned towards him. "Preston!"
"The one and only." He had a smug look on his face as if had just laid the biggst joke on his brother.
"But I thought-"
"I think Sydney's mother explained that bit except for the 'lovely young man' part."
"Stop mocking me."
"And take the fun out of everything? Not in a million years dear brother." Preston placed his hand over Nigel's
shoulder. "I wouldn't be your brother if I did that, would I?"
"Mr. Bailey?"
Both brothers turned around to face an elderly man. "I think it's for you." Preston said.
Nigel looked at the familiar face and remembered. "Michael!"
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Nigel was irritated at Preston. He had disappeared and was no where to be found. And worst still, so was Sydney.
he sighed again. Although they were a lot of friends that both Claudia and Karen had managed to track down even if they
were in the middle of the jungle, he was actually bored.
"Hey."
"Where have you been?" Nigel asked as Preston stood next to him.
"Here and there. We need to talk."
"Sure."
"Outside. Please." Preston walked ahead as Nigel followed silently behind.
The air was cold and the streets were glossy from the condensation. It looked like it would snow. "I hate snow."
he whispered to himself.
"I had a small chat with Sydney just a whole ago."
Nigel didn't like where this was going.
"She told me about something that I thought you had let go of a long time ago. But evidently you hadn't." Preston was
looking up at the sky, frowning.
"Would you? If you had done what I had. Knowing that this was my fault and will always be."
Preston sighed and faced Nigel. "We went through this so many times Nigel. I'm tired of this."
"So let's live it." Nigel said bitterly.
"No. This is the last time I going this with you. It's not your fault."
Nigel sat on the bench by the road. Preston remained standing.
"Let me tell you something Nigel, if you hadn't made that call...I would have. Just that you beat me to it. You know you
always do that." Preston faced Nigel.
Nigel looked back at him. What was he trying to say?
"You wouldn't know this though. You were too young that time, but mother and father were the type of person to never let
their past actions affect the present. If they done something that didn't have the turn out they wanted, they just except it.
And they wouldn't let it rule their lives." Preston took a step closer to Nigel. "They wouldn't want you to be going through this."
"So what?" Nigel looked at the icy ground, his face reflecting back. "It still doesn't change the fact that-"
"They also didn't regret their actions much." Preston interrupted him. "Your just reggreting the irrepaireble past so that
you can keep accusing yourself."
That hit Nigel. He hadn't realize that he had really been regretting it. It was just that it was him who had killed them.
"You think that if hadn't called them, things would be better?" Preston asked.
Nigel pondered for a moment. But didn't answer.
"Think about this. So what if they hadn't died? Would you still be having your current job. I know very well that you love this
job more than anything. Do you think that you would still have met Sydney?"
Sydney. Nigel hadn't thought about that. He wouldn't do anything to not have met her. Anything? He asked himself
Preston sighed and looked at the sky again. "It looks like snow, doesn't it?" he snorted. "You hate snow as I recall. Something
about it reminding you about that night."
"Is hating the snow a crime now?" Nigel asked feeling guilty about the whole thing.
"No. but accusing it of something that it had no control of is not really logical is it?"
"Don't have any good memories about the snow anyway."
"Than make new ones. Right now. You've just been avoiding it that's all."
Nigel couldn't help feeling that Preston was right.
"Here."
Preston held out a small gift out to Nigel. The red and green paper crinkling as Nigel took it. "Something I thought you might
want." Preston walked away towards the hotel and stopped midway. "People don't forget about their past, they learn how to deal with it.
That's all."
Nigel looked until Preston had gone in, he unwrapped it and pulled out a christmas ornament. It was an angel. He remembered that
it was the one thay had had. The silk was yellowed and the wire wings was slightly bent, but it was the one they had placed on the tree
together. Nigel held it in his arms and felt the silky soft fabric in betweem his fingers. The memories came ruching back. After 20
years, maybe it was time to start a new Christmas. Especially with someone dear to him was near.
*****************************************
Sydney looked at the entrance to the hall almost every five seconds. Where were they? Finally Preston walked through it and smiled
at Sydney. Sydney heart hoped that it had worked. But Nigel wasn't there. Maybe she should go and check. "Nigel!" he had walked in.
He walked up to her clucthing unto something. "Hi," he said and smiled warmly at her as he sat down next to her at the table.
Sydney waited nervously for Nigel to say something that would give her a clue. She couldn't take it any longer. "So how did it go?"
Nigel took his time taking a long sip of his champagne. He placed the tall glass down and looked at her. "Who would have known it was
you?" he asked sarcastically
Sydney twisted her napkin until she thyought it would tear.
"After all those talks by those child shrinks and Preston, all it took was for you to get him to talk to me."
Sydney face broke into a huge smile. "So feeling better?"
"A little. It'll take a while to get use this feeling, but I think I'll get the hang of it. Thank you," Nigel whispered as held her
in his arms.
Someone tapped on Sydney shoulder and she had half the mind to hit that person as she broke tha bond. Fortunately she didn't. It was Karen.
"Sydney, everybody's waiting for your speech."
Sydney gave her quizzical look.
"Wouldn't be complete if the main leads don't say something." Karen explained.
Nigel looked at her with an encouraging look. "All right." she agreed. Sydney stood up . "Ladies and gentlemen. Friends and family."
Sydney took a deep breath and continued. "Today, has been the most amazing Christmas I've had ever had. Thank you, to everyone." She looked
at Claudia and Karen. "I was under the impression that I was suppode to talk about a relic today and apparently I was not." The crowd
laughed. "But I still will." Sydney brought up the metal suitcase and placed on the table. "In here is an ancient Mochicas idol, which is
believed to be the god of hope and love. It's beleived to change the life of those in despair and pain. Today, I have witnessed it's
powers. It has changed the life of a dear friend of mine and," she lifted her glass high up and saw Preston smiling broadly. "Let us
taost to our lives and to our future."
"May it have more sweet memories that we'll ever need. And may our future be different from out past to the better." Nigel added.
All across the hall smiles fickered and glasses clinked.
Nigel and Sydney smiled at each other and drank to their future.
Together.
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The night was getting colder. Sydney tighten her jacket around her body. Her parents and Preston were in their rooms and Karen and
Claudia thought that the night was still young and would continue. Nigel walked next to her in silence as they approached the car.
"Let's take a longer walk." Nigel suggested.
Sydney, sensing something, nodded her head. Their footsteps were making loud noises in the silent night.
"Thank you, again." Nigel said.
"For what?"
"Changing my life. It was you that helped me to finally accept it."
"Why?" She asked curiously.
"Because I would rather not change a thing...than not have known you."
"Nigel...I don't know what it's like to lose a parent or 2 for the matter. But I know that one shouldn't lose anymore loved ones
bacause of it."
He smiled and stood in front of her. "I have to remember that."
Sydney wrapped her arms around his neck. "Will you?" Sydney felt a cold prick on her arm, and neck. It was snowing. "Preston said
somethong about you hating snow."
"Uh-huh, but I think I might start to enjoy it." He looked into her eyes their noses touching each others. "Merry Christmas Sydney."
"And to you too sir." With that their lips met.
THE END
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That's it guys...hope you liked it...this is a pretty short one...hoped to make it short and sweet...tell me what you think of it...
MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!
2002