Christmas Sweaters

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Literary Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

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Christmas Sweaters

This year I finally gave in to the requests of the kids. Perhaps if I hadn’t done, things would have worked out differently; maybe it was simply nature’s ironic sense of humor.

Come on, Mom!” Tom, the eldest, had said. “Everyone gets them. There’ll even be a day for them at school.”

I held off though, but once he had started it, his sister joined in.

Only if we all get them,” I’d finally agreed, and Kevin, my husband, reluctantly nodded.

Neither he nor Tom had accompanied us to the store, so Stella and I got to pick out the sweaters for all four of us. We had laughed at a couple of particularly garish designs, picturing the lads wearing them, but in the end we had gone for plainer designs that might at least get worn.

That was at the start of December, when we had all imagined that this Christmas would be much the same as any other, being both cold and wet. We rarely got to see actual snow for Christmas, only on cards, but there always seemed to be plenty of frost and sleet. There would be plenty of opportunities for wearing those sweaters, so apart from the school Christmas Sweater Day where Tom and Stella had proudly worn theirs, we saved them up for nearer the time.

That was when Nature had decided to play a trick.

It was four days before even wearing a t-shirt and shorts, I’d felt sweaty and irritable. I was certainly not in the mood for decorating the tree.

It looked wrong, standing there in the corner while our faces glistened with sweat. The snowy scenes on greetings cards seemed to rub it in. I guess I should have been glad of the money we were saving on fuel, but instead the evenings in front of the fire that the cold usually forced us in to sharing.

By Christmas Eve there was no sign of things cooling down. “What are we going to do about the dinner?” Kevin asked. “No one is going to want to sit down to a hot meal in this!”

No one is going to want to cook one, either,” I’d responded. “I know. I’ll cook the turkey tonight and we’ll have it cold with a salad.”

He’d nodded in agreement, but I could see something was still bothering him. “Umm... What about the pudding?”

I looked at him, mouth open in amazement. “Christmas pudding? In this heat?” No way!”

He looked so disappointed that I gave him a hug. “Don’t worry; they won’t go to waste. Christmas puddings keep for ages. You help me in the kitchen and we’ll do what my Mom sometimes did and make a trifle.”

We even went for a walk like we usually did on a Christmas afternoon, only this time we left behind the coats, hats and gloves.

The forecast is for it to get much colder over the next few days so maybe those sweaters won’t go completely to waste. Perhaps they will come in useful for New Year celebrations instead.

 

 


Submitted: December 28, 2019

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Mike S.

Sounds like better weather than the cold and drear weather we've been having, although it's mostly sunny now, and not too cold

Sat, December 28th, 2019 7:36pm

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Here it's miserable. Damp and dreary if it's not pouring down. But it is much better than snow!

Sat, December 28th, 2019 11:56am

Vance Currie

We have our Christmas in the middle of summer. Despite the heat, we still follow the traditions of our ancestors who came from winter Christmases. Christmas dinner is always a big roast meal (lamb in my case, but often turkey) followed by traditional Christmas pudding. Nobody here sees anything odd about a meal like that in the middle of summer. It's tradition.

Sat, December 28th, 2019 8:24pm

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Yeah, but that's because you are used to it, Joe. If your Christmases were cold you'd find a heatwave a bit harder to take.
Thanks for reading.

Sat, December 28th, 2019 1:13pm

Sue Harris

Its been unseasonably mild, damp and dreary here in the UK. I do like a bit of frost at Christmas so for me, weather wise, its been a kind of damp squib. I can relate to this story, Hully.

Sat, December 28th, 2019 8:50pm

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It was written for a prompt to write about a heatwave at Christmas, Sue. Sounds like your weather has been much the same as ours.

Sat, December 28th, 2019 1:17pm

Robert Helliger

An enjoyable festive Christmas story.

Sun, December 29th, 2019 8:57am

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Thanks so much for reading, Robert.

Sun, December 29th, 2019 12:32pm

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