Her Christmas Wish by M.K. Moore

Author:M.K. Moore [Moore, M.K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Flirty Filth Publishing
Published: 2019-12-02T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 5

Hannah

In the morning, I lay in Brett’s bed. Suddenly, I sit up straight. I’m still here, and while there is nowhere else I’d rather be, I have to know what happened to my parents. I shake Brett awake.

“Yeah, babe?” he asks sleepily.

“How can we look up my parents?”

“My computer is downstairs,” he says moving to get up.

“Computer?”

“Right. A machine that connects you to the world.”

“The world?”

“It’ll be easier to show you,” he says going to his closet and pulling on navy blue pants and sweater.

“What should I wear?”

“My sister has some clothes in a room down the hall.”

“She won’t mind if I wear her clothes?”

“Nah. She’s nice, you’ll love her,” he says.

“When do I get to meet her?”

“She’ll be home from college in a few weeks.”

“College?” While women were going to college back in my day, my father wouldn’t let me.

“Yeah, of course.”

“That’s interesting. Your father lets her go?”

“My father passed away seven years ago. As did my mother. In fact, it was December 23rd when my life changed all those years ago. I was her guardian, but she is nineteen now and I don’t let her do anything. She’s her own woman.”

“Really?”

“Yes. I have a life-size picture of me trying to tell her what to do or not to do.”

“It wouldn’t go over well?”

“Not at all.” I nod, realizing that things have surely changed in the last hundred years. Brett heads downstairs while I continue down the hall.

I walk into a room down the hall and see nothing but boxes. I find one labeled “Anika clothes” and pull on a green skirt. It’s much shorter than anything I’ve ever worn, and I love it. I then pull on a pair of black stockings that have a waistband. I have never seen anything like these, but they feel amazing against my skin. Next, I pull on a pair of heavy black boots. I then grab a white, long-sleeved cable knit blouse of some kind. I deem myself dressed well enough and clunk my way downstairs in these boots. When I get downstairs, I see Brett setting up a Christmas tree in the corner of the living room. I also see a giant dog, who lumbers over to me. I stick out my hand for him to smell.

“Hello, pretty boy. Brutus is such a perfect name for you” I say getting down on his level. He lets me get my fill of petting him, then he walks away and lays back down on the big pillow off to the side of the fireplace. Standing, I turn to Brett. “I thought you didn’t like Christmas?”

“I don’t. But you do. You look beautiful, by the way.”

“Thank you,” I say blushing. “Where did you get this?” I ask, remembering that he told me all of his things weren’t here yet.

“The movers are here,” he says. I have been so focused on him that I didn’t even notice the other men in the room. “There are more decorations in those boxes,” he says.

“I’ve never decorated before,” I tell him.

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