Chapter I
"Pappy, doesn't the tree look grand this year?" I asked my father.
"Yes sweetie, it does," he replied.
I looked out of the frosty window towards the Midwinter Festival taking place outside. Snow was falling on the already icy roads. My mother was smiling in a rocking chair by the icy window. I sat on the hearth by the blazing fire that my maid had lit. Our festival tree was ablaze with beautiful ribbons, colored glass orbs, and streamers. Several candles were lit around the large parlour.
"Mum, can I open just one?" I cried. I wanted to open my Midwinter presents that were sitting under the tree.
"You may have one. But," she said as I made a move for the tree, "it is not under there. Call Miriam, will you?" I got up and shouted for Miriam out of the door frame. She came running at my call.
"Yes'm?" she asked.
"Bring Jellroa's present please," my mother ordered.
"Right away ma'am," Miriam obeyed. When she came back, she had a squirming bundle in her arms.
"Oh momma, is it a marmoset like I wanted?" I asked, hoping it was.
“You know us oh too well,” was the reply from my dear mother. The little monkey bounded out of Miriam's arms and headed straight for the tree. Before it could reach the beautiful tree, I had picked it up and was giving it some fruit. The little monkey looked at me before accepting my token.
This is a new story I'm working on.
2007-08-25
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