The Christmas Elf by Carolyn Ridder Aspenson

Author:Carolyn Ridder Aspenson [Aspenson, Carolyn Ridder]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Carolyn Ridder Aspenson
Published: 2016-05-20T05:00:00+00:00

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An hour later, Mel and my mom and I were on our way home, emotionally drained and energized at the same time. Connecting loved ones with those who’ve passed had a way of doing that to us, especially the kids. That one was the hardest one yet. He was young, but something about him was special.

“The wings,” Ma said. “I gotta find out about those things. I wanna get me some a those.”

“I suspect they’re for special spirits,” I said.

“She wants the wings, doesn’t she?” Mel asked.

I nodded.

“I’m special,” Ma said. “I’m a special celestial spirit. I should have a pair a those things. The stuff I’ve done? I deserve ‘em.”

“I bet she’d look pretty good with all that sparkly rainbow stuff around her,” Mel said.

I shrugged. “I dunno. She isn’t really the rainbow, sparkly type, if you ask me.”

“I am so,” Ma said. “I’m all about the glow. Look at me.”

I flipped around and smirked. She was right, she was glowing. “Well look at that, you’re glowing. Nifty trick.”

She smiled. “Thank you. I’ve been workin’ on it. It’ll be extra good when I get me a set of them wings.” With that, she shimmered away.

I shook my head, laughing. “So, that was pretty intense, wasn’t it?”

Mel released a long sigh. “So intense but so rewarding.”

“I can’t imagine losing a child.”

She held up a hand. “Do not even go there. It’s almost Christmas. Think about how that would be.” She pressed her hand into her chest. “It pains me just thinking about it.”

“I know. My kids make me crazy but I can’t imagine life without them.”

“Ditto. I don’t want anything bad happening to my kids. Sure, there are days I want to punt kick them out the window, but not the second story one or anything.”

“And not the big window.”

“No, not the big one. The small one, like the one for the den.”

“Exactly, because it’d hurt less.”

“Exactly.”

We both giggled.

As I parked in Mel’s driveway, I smiled at my best friend and said, “Aren’t you glad you didn’t stuff the elf in the mailbox?”

She pushed open the car door. “So glad.”

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