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XXVIII Christmas Eve Dylan
I got out of my car and ran to the trunk, opening it and picking up the
plastic bags inside. I closed the trunk and put on the car alarm. I then ran to the house, trying to get out of the rain as fast as I could. I opened the back door and stepped inside the kitchen, setting the bags on the counter.
"Hi," Anthony said as I walked into the family room.
"Hey, you've got the tree up," I said, taking off my coat and hanging it in the entryway closet.
"When will we de-decorate it?" Anthony asked.
"As soon as I come back from changing into some dry clothes," I answered. "While I'm doing that, get the tree lights out and make sure they work okay?" I walked over to him and kissed him quickly on the lips as he nodded.
He then got the Christmas tree light out of the box that I had put them
in last year.
I walked down the hallway to Anthony's and my room. I went into the bathroom, taking off my wet clothes and then wrapping a towel around me. I used another towel to quickly rub my hair dry. I then went over to my closet and changed into black pants and a loose silver blouse with billowing sleeves. I brushed my hair and then walked back to the family room to help Anthony decorate the tree.
I usually did my Christmas decorating during the first weekend of December. This year however, with moving into the new house, I did not get to decorate until today, which was Christmas Eve.
When I walked into the family room, Anthony was looking through one of my boxes of ornaments.
"Do all the lights work?" I asked him.
"I tried all the ones you had in the bag and they work," Anthony answered.
"Okay, let's start," I said, picking up a strand of multicolored lights.
It took five minutes for Anthony and I to put the lights and the silver
beads on the tree.
When that was done, I took out a red box from one of the storage boxes that I kept my Christmas decorations. I opened the box and took out the star that I put on top of the tree every year.
The star was clear glass with some shards of blue and gold on it. There was a light bulb inside that made the blue and gold shine on the walls when it was plugged in. I had bought this star when I had gone to Wales for a month three years ago.
I handed the star to Anthony, who easily reached up and set the star on
the top of the tree. I plugged the star into the chord as the lights and then I hurried over to the boxes. "We can start putting up the ornaments," I told Anthony, handing him a shoe box with ornaments inside.
Anthony and I hurriedly hung all the ornaments that were in each of my five shoe boxes I used to store them. Once we were done, Anthony went to our room to change and I went into the kitchen to start the cooking I had to do.
Adam and Catherine were coming over in an hour for dinner and then we would exchange presents.
At six o'clock, the doorbell rang and I hurried out of the kitchen to open the door. "Hey you guys," I said once I opened the door. I stepped back and let Catherine and Adam into the house.
"It's pouring like crazy out there," Catherine said, struggling for a moment to take off her jacket.
"I'm going to put this in the oven Dylan," Adam said. He was carrying a pan covered with aluminum foil.
"Sure, go ahead," I said. I went to Catherine and helped her take off her jacket.
"Thanks Dylan," Catherine said as I hung the coat on a hook next to the
closet.
"You're welcome," I said. "Come on and sit," I said, taking her arm and leading her to the couch.
"Wait, I want to look at your ornaments," Catherine said, seeing the tree. She walked over to it and started looking at the ornaments.
"Dylan," Adam said, coming out of the kitchen. "I've got to run over to the house, so leave the door unlocked for me."
"Alright," I said as he left the house.
"You've got a beautiful tree Dylan," Catherine said. "Oh, when are we going to open up the presents?"
I laughed and said, "I figured we should do that after dinner."
The front door opened and Adam walked inside, carrying a paper bag.
Then Anthony walked into the house, and he too was carrying a paper bag.
"Did you get the gift Adam?" Catherine asked as he and Anthony went over to the tree and took presents out of the paper bags.
"It's there Caty, don't worry," Adam said in a reassuring tone of voice. When he had emptied his paper bag, he stood up and said, "Dinner should be ready about now, I know that the turkey is done."
"Yeah, the stuff I made is done," I said. "Let's eat."
After we had finished cleaning up the dishes, we gathered in the family
room to open the presents.
Anthony quickly made a fire while I plugged in the tree lights.
"Adam," Catherine said as she sat down on the couch. "Go get the gift."
Adam nodded and then walked to the back of the house, towards the garage.
"Where's he going?" I asked as I sat down in an armchair.
"You'll see," Catherine said cryptically.
I heard the garage door open, and then Adam came into the room, leading
something in.
"A dog!" I cried when I saw what it was. I got up from my chair and went over to it. "Is this for us?" I asked Catherine and Adam, letting the dog smell my hand.
"Yep," Catherine answered, obviously pleased with my reaction.
"But," I started to say as I thought of something. "What will we do with it when Anthony and I have a case?"
"We'll take care of it then," Adam said.
I smiled widely and hugged him quickly. Then I went over to Catherine and hugged her tightly. "Thanks so much Cathy," I said.
"I'm glad you like him," Catherine said. She let go of me and then said, "How do you like him Anthony?"
Anthony, who had gone over to the dog and was petting it, smiled softly. "Thank you both," he said slowly. Then he asked, "What is his b-breed?"
"He's an Irish Wolfhound," Catherine answered.
"We'll have to pick an Irish or Celtic name," I said, walking over to Anthony and the dog.
"Do that later," Catherine said impatiently. "Let's open the rest of the presents!"
Anthony and I smiled at each other, then we sat back down in our armchairs. The dog sat next to my chair and stayed there the entire time we exchanged gifts.
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Disclaimer: I don't own Charlie's Angels or its characters.
XXVIII Christmas Eve Dylan
I got out of my car and ran to the trunk, opening it and picking up the
plastic bags inside. I closed the trunk and put on the car alarm. I then ran to the house, trying to get out of the rain as fast as I could. I opened the back door and stepped inside the kitchen, setting the bags on the counter.
"Hi," Anthony said as I walked into the family room.
"Hey, you've got the tree up," I said, taking off my coat and hanging it in the entryway closet.
"When will we de-decorate it?" Anthony asked.
"As soon as I come back from changing into some dry clothes," I answered. "While I'm doing that, get the tree lights out and make sure they work okay?" I walked over to him and kissed him quickly on the lips as he nodded.
He then got the Christmas tree light out of the box that I had put them
in last year.
I walked down the hallway to Anthony's and my room. I went into the bathroom, taking off my wet clothes and then wrapping a towel around me. I used another towel to quickly rub my hair dry. I then went over to my closet and changed into black pants and a loose silver blouse with billowing sleeves. I brushed my hair and then walked back to the family room to help Anthony decorate the tree.
I usually did my Christmas decorating during the first weekend of December. This year however, with moving into the new house, I did not get to decorate until today, which was Christmas Eve.
When I walked into the family room, Anthony was looking through one of my boxes of ornaments.
"Do all the lights work?" I asked him.
"I tried all the ones you had in the bag and they work," Anthony answered.
"Okay, let's start," I said, picking up a strand of multicolored lights.
It took five minutes for Anthony and I to put the lights and the silver
beads on the tree.
When that was done, I took out a red box from one of the storage boxes that I kept my Christmas decorations. I opened the box and took out the star that I put on top of the tree every year.
The star was clear glass with some shards of blue and gold on it. There was a light bulb inside that made the blue and gold shine on the walls when it was plugged in. I had bought this star when I had gone to Wales for a month three years ago.
I handed the star to Anthony, who easily reached up and set the star on
the top of the tree. I plugged the star into the chord as the lights and then I hurried over to the boxes. "We can start putting up the ornaments," I told Anthony, handing him a shoe box with ornaments inside.
Anthony and I hurriedly hung all the ornaments that were in each of my five shoe boxes I used to store them. Once we were done, Anthony went to our room to change and I went into the kitchen to start the cooking I had to do.
Adam and Catherine were coming over in an hour for dinner and then we would exchange presents.
At six o'clock, the doorbell rang and I hurried out of the kitchen to open the door. "Hey you guys," I said once I opened the door. I stepped back and let Catherine and Adam into the house.
"It's pouring like crazy out there," Catherine said, struggling for a moment to take off her jacket.
"I'm going to put this in the oven Dylan," Adam said. He was carrying a pan covered with aluminum foil.
"Sure, go ahead," I said. I went to Catherine and helped her take off her jacket.
"Thanks Dylan," Catherine said as I hung the coat on a hook next to the
closet.
"You're welcome," I said. "Come on and sit," I said, taking her arm and leading her to the couch.
"Wait, I want to look at your ornaments," Catherine said, seeing the tree. She walked over to it and started looking at the ornaments.
"Dylan," Adam said, coming out of the kitchen. "I've got to run over to the house, so leave the door unlocked for me."
"Alright," I said as he left the house.
"You've got a beautiful tree Dylan," Catherine said. "Oh, when are we going to open up the presents?"
I laughed and said, "I figured we should do that after dinner."
The front door opened and Adam walked inside, carrying a paper bag.
Then Anthony walked into the house, and he too was carrying a paper bag.
"Did you get the gift Adam?" Catherine asked as he and Anthony went over to the tree and took presents out of the paper bags.
"It's there Caty, don't worry," Adam said in a reassuring tone of voice. When he had emptied his paper bag, he stood up and said, "Dinner should be ready about now, I know that the turkey is done."
"Yeah, the stuff I made is done," I said. "Let's eat."
After we had finished cleaning up the dishes, we gathered in the family
room to open the presents.
Anthony quickly made a fire while I plugged in the tree lights.
"Adam," Catherine said as she sat down on the couch. "Go get the gift."
Adam nodded and then walked to the back of the house, towards the garage.
"Where's he going?" I asked as I sat down in an armchair.
"You'll see," Catherine said cryptically.
I heard the garage door open, and then Adam came into the room, leading
something in.
"A dog!" I cried when I saw what it was. I got up from my chair and went over to it. "Is this for us?" I asked Catherine and Adam, letting the dog smell my hand.
"Yep," Catherine answered, obviously pleased with my reaction.
"But," I started to say as I thought of something. "What will we do with it when Anthony and I have a case?"
"We'll take care of it then," Adam said.
I smiled widely and hugged him quickly. Then I went over to Catherine and hugged her tightly. "Thanks so much Cathy," I said.
"I'm glad you like him," Catherine said. She let go of me and then said, "How do you like him Anthony?"
Anthony, who had gone over to the dog and was petting it, smiled softly. "Thank you both," he said slowly. Then he asked, "What is his b-breed?"
"He's an Irish Wolfhound," Catherine answered.
"We'll have to pick an Irish or Celtic name," I said, walking over to Anthony and the dog.
"Do that later," Catherine said impatiently. "Let's open the rest of the presents!"
Anthony and I smiled at each other, then we sat back down in our armchairs. The dog sat next to my chair and stayed there the entire time we exchanged gifts.