Wednesday, December 10, 2003

The Resolution of a Story

I’ve been prompted by my dear sister-in-law Megan to please tell the end of Kevin’s Christmas story:

"where's the end of your precious story about the girl and the christmas
tree? you have faithful readers hanging on a limb ..... save us!!!"

The little girl, Alice was her name, hoped for a Christmas tree more than anything else. (But I already told you that.) The first week of December passed by and the first advent candle was lit. Yet, still no tree. The second advent candle . . . the third advent candle . . . the fourth advent candle . . . no tree. Then, at the break of day on Christmas morning, Alice rolled out of bed, and tiptoed quietly to the living room. Her heart pounded steadily within her small frame, hoping that her single Christmas wish would come true. "But, when she got to the living room, there was no tree," Kevin said. At this point I started crying like a maniac and beating on Kevin, "You are so MEAN and CRUEL!! How could you do that to poor Alice?!" Kevin then laughed and said, "Just kidding." (That was the best part of the story, he says.) The story "resolved" itself when Alice entered the living room and discovered THE most beautiful Christmas tree in the world standing before her. I, personally, was amazed at the detail Kevin gave concerning the splendor of the tree in his story. Everything from silver and gold bells and ribbons to a radiant Angel at the top.

So, Meg, the story had a good ending after all. I’m not sure how realistic of a story it was. But, it was a people-pleaser (Amy-pleaser) kind of a story. ;-)

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