It was 5 minutes until Christmas. 289 seconds to be exact. The 6 siblings sat in the pew anxious. Maurice and Pete twiddled their thumbs while Linda scribbled in her coloring book. Mother takes them out to Midnight Mass every year, yet the mission to get back home the quickest is the only thing they get out of the service.
“Go in peace and serve the Lord”
“THANKS BE TO GODDD!”
The misfits flew out of their seats to beat the traffic and rushed out the church. They were two blocks away from opening Santa’s gifts, and they sprinted every meter of it. Maurice’s chicken legs took the lead.
“Linda I saw a Barbie doll in the clos...”
“STOP RUINING THE SURPRISE!”
They kicked the door open to see a boat load of presents. Dad scooped them all up and twirled all the kids around.
“Hope you kiddos like the presents Santa left for y’all!”
He let them go to and they scurried to find their names on the wrapping paper. The oldest kids ripped open gift wrap to find socks and underwear while Linda unmasked an abundance of American dolls, board games and make-up. But the item she loved the most was wrapped irregularly.
The brand new typewriter she talked to her mother every morning before school. The body of the machine was matte black, with sleek chrome keys made Linda’s eyes glisten. The ink cartridge and paper feeding system was superb. She typed and typed until the sun came up. Mom came into the living room to see Linda drooling on her new love.