Song: Sold

By: John Michael Montgomery


When the hugs broke and the tears were dried, Jack remembered Mr. Bennett seeing him. Cautiously he walked towards the man but when he reached for Mr. Bennett's shoulder his hand passed right through.

"You okay Jack?" Jamie asked.

"Before your dad told the stories he bumped into me, not through but into, and he could see me. We talked, or he did I was too shocked, but now I'm invisible again."

Patting his friend shoulder Jamie pondered what Jack had said. "Was there anything else you noticed when it happened?"

"There was magic in his eyes from my snowflakes, but they never let adults see me before."

"Try again, it can't hurt."

So Jack created more of his magic snow and sent it out over the room. Immediately everyone was happy and chipper.

"I've got a good one!" One of Jamie's uncles called out, he was of medium height but what made him stand out was his leather cowboy boots and the 10 gallon hat. He stood and turned so he was facing his wife. They shared a smile as the exact same story crossed their minds.

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Jamie's uncle held out his hand to his wife, obviously re-creating their first meeting, and blushing she took it.

Jack and Jamie looked at each other… And burst out laughing! They couldn't help it. Jack's magic had cause Jamie's uncle to be filled with energy and fun. Casting any unease to the wind he now sang from his heart and with such speed it was so surprising, he was so funny! A few other kids joined them, which earned everyone Mrs. Bennett's mother glare.

"Jamie you and your friend are being rude." She scolded.

Jamie's uncle was undeterred however as he continued.

Finally catching their breaths the winter spirit and his first believer settled back in to hear the rest of the story. Jamie's uncle and aunt stood together, hands intertwined, as they sang out. At the end the two gave a deep bow to roaring applauses.

"Excellent!" Mrs. Bennett calls above the clapping. She stands and walks to the kitchen doorway. "I think we let our stomachs settle enough. Who's ready for dessert?"

A stampede of kids answered her.