"Ok, everybody! The time has come! Unwrap your gifts and may the giver be
revealed!" Lana called out over the mounting noise of the Talon. Suddenly
the noise increased about 5 decibels as sounds of wrapping ripping, shrieks
and cries of joy shook the air.
*
Whitney laughed as he watched David's face fall as he realized his Santa was no other than Erica Fox and that David had handed her over to another boy. After David shook off his look of complete shock, Whitney turned to his stocking a pulled out a card. He sighed, realizing it wasn't going to be some well thought out elaborate gift. But, money was good too.
He opened the card to find no money, put a laminated card that fell at his feet. He bent down and picked it up, seeing an angel on the front face of the card.
'The mass held at MIDNIGHT on DECEMBER 25th, 2002, will be held in honor of GEORGE FORDMAN.'
Proclaimed the card, written in a distinctly girl's handwriting.
Whitney felt a tear roll down his cheek before he even knew his eyes were wet. He frantically reached for the Christmas card, searching for a name amongst the written words.
Hey Whitney, I don't know if you have plans for Christmas or not, and I don't even know if you go to church or not, but this seemed to be the only thing I could think of for you. I didn't know your father very well, but he must have been a wonderful to help raise a wonderful guy like you. I hope you'll join me for midnight mass.
-Chloe
Whitney smiled as he wiped his cheek with the back of his hand. He decided then and there that he'd be there, dressed in his best.
*
Chloe reached into her stocking, her hopefully not overly-personal gift to Whitney forgotten for the time being. She sighed quietly as she pulled out a card. She perked up a little when she realized that this money could go towards a new digital camera she wanted so badly.
She opened the card to find no money in it. Puzzled, she began reading the message written in writing that was clearly a guy's.
Chloe- So, I bet you were expecting money. One more thing to add to the list of things you are using to reevaluate me as a non-jockstrap: I think gifts should be well thought out, even if I became your Santa purely by chance. So.my gift to you is a fully exclusive interview upon request. I hope this suits you.just try to make it after the 25th, 'kay? Hope you enjoy!
Whitney
Chloe grinned widely as she finished reading the card, knowing right then and there that the introduction to the article she was going to write on Whitney would HAVE to include something about him shedding his high school stereotype and becoming a truly great man.
~end part six
*
Whitney laughed as he watched David's face fall as he realized his Santa was no other than Erica Fox and that David had handed her over to another boy. After David shook off his look of complete shock, Whitney turned to his stocking a pulled out a card. He sighed, realizing it wasn't going to be some well thought out elaborate gift. But, money was good too.
He opened the card to find no money, put a laminated card that fell at his feet. He bent down and picked it up, seeing an angel on the front face of the card.
'The mass held at MIDNIGHT on DECEMBER 25th, 2002, will be held in honor of GEORGE FORDMAN.'
Proclaimed the card, written in a distinctly girl's handwriting.
Whitney felt a tear roll down his cheek before he even knew his eyes were wet. He frantically reached for the Christmas card, searching for a name amongst the written words.
Hey Whitney, I don't know if you have plans for Christmas or not, and I don't even know if you go to church or not, but this seemed to be the only thing I could think of for you. I didn't know your father very well, but he must have been a wonderful to help raise a wonderful guy like you. I hope you'll join me for midnight mass.
-Chloe
Whitney smiled as he wiped his cheek with the back of his hand. He decided then and there that he'd be there, dressed in his best.
*
Chloe reached into her stocking, her hopefully not overly-personal gift to Whitney forgotten for the time being. She sighed quietly as she pulled out a card. She perked up a little when she realized that this money could go towards a new digital camera she wanted so badly.
She opened the card to find no money in it. Puzzled, she began reading the message written in writing that was clearly a guy's.
Chloe- So, I bet you were expecting money. One more thing to add to the list of things you are using to reevaluate me as a non-jockstrap: I think gifts should be well thought out, even if I became your Santa purely by chance. So.my gift to you is a fully exclusive interview upon request. I hope this suits you.just try to make it after the 25th, 'kay? Hope you enjoy!
Whitney
Chloe grinned widely as she finished reading the card, knowing right then and there that the introduction to the article she was going to write on Whitney would HAVE to include something about him shedding his high school stereotype and becoming a truly great man.
~end part six