Christy sat on her bed facing the

 window, wondering what today

 will be like, "I know, I know, it

 would be like every other

 Christmas, no parents, no

 relatives, no friends, no body

to share my Christmas with”,

she turns her gaze from the widow

back to her reading table. She

 got up from the bed and walk to

 the books at the table, and she pick

 up the bible.

    “Yes.. yes, they said if I wish for

 anything, it will come to

 pass right?,

No, Christy they didn’t say you

 should wish, but ask anything

 and it will be giving to you."

"Ok", she held the bible and raise

 it up. "no, that is not how they

 do it, open it and kneel down,

ok", she brought down her hands

 and kneel before her bed, open

 the bible and start to pray.

    "O dear lord, please I don’t want

 to be lonely this Christmas. 

 ever again, please help me lord,

send someone who will be a

 friend, male or female I don’t

care, that will smile with me

and take away this loneliness

 amen."

She keeps looking at the

 ceiling to hear a voice but

 nothing came.

"Oh.. I guess he heard me."

Christy said and walk out the

door to start her normal house

 chores. To her it doesn’t make

 any difference if is Christmas

or not, because her stepmom

will not allow her out of the

 house except for throwing

out the trash and cleaning up

 the house. She has never had a

 Christmas present since her

 parents both pass away.

*****************

 It is unlikely for Paul to been

 seen outside on a Christmas

morning driving around going

nowhere until he felt like

 something hit his car, or No,…

his car hit something.

    "Do you want to spoil my car?"

Paul ask Christy when he got

 out of the car to see what was

 it that hit his car.

    “Are you blind? Can’t you see

you are the one who hit me?

And beside how can a human

 being hit a car?."

    “Is possible seeing that you

 didn’t even look like a human

 being", Paul jokily said but Christy

 did not take it lightly with him,

she drag him to their house

reporting the case to her stepmom.

And Paul obediently follow her

since he has nowhere to go today,

he just wanted to fool around with a

random  girl.

    "Who is this?" Christy’s stepmom

shouted at her.

    "I was going to throw out the

trash you sent me when he hit

me with his car".

Christy’s stepmom looked at

 Paul up and down, "he looks like

 royalty" she murmured.

     "Let go of his shirt, do you want

 to stain him with your dirty

 hands?" She shouted at Christy

 and then turn to Paul, "Come in

my dear", she took Paul inside

 the house.

    "And you, have you throw away

 the trash?"

    "No ma", Christy said bowing

 her kneels a little, while Paul

look on.

    "Then what are you waiting for?,

go, you dirty girl."

Christy walk away regretting

why she has to drag Paul to

 the house.

     "What a wonderful day for you

to have come in our house", she

 said to Paul.

     "Yea", Paul said shaking

 his head, and wondering what

 might have happen to his car

by now and how this is not going

the way he thinks.

    "Let me get you something

 to eat".

    "Oh. No..no..no.. am fine, I

don’t want to eat is too early". He

wanted to get up and go, but she

 push him down.

     "No..no.. sit, let me get you

tea, is Christmas and you can’t

 come to my house and leave

 just like that".

    "Ok", Paul sat down again but

he was not feeling comfortable

with people he knows nothing

about.

Just then a tall beautiful

 girl walks in

    "Heyy… Bridget look who we

 got here", her mother said.

    "Who is he"?

      "What is your name my dear"?

The mother ask for the first time.

    "My name is Paul" he said still

 looking at Bridget.

     "Hey.. Paul" she gave him her

 hand.

    "Hey.. Bridget". Paul shake her

but keep gazing at her face like

 he has see an angel.

    "So what are you doing in

 our house"? Bridget ask.

    "Em.. em…"

    "He is just passing and then

 he decide to stop by", her mother

 said helping Paul out.

    "Oh.. yes, yes.. that is it, just

 passing by."

    "Ok, you are welcome to

 our house."

   "Thank you so much, I will take

 my leave now".

    "Ok, see you some other time"

Bridget said.

    "Ok bye." Paul said and hurriedly

left the house, rushing down to

where his car was parked.

     "Oh.. thank goodness my

car is still here", turning round he

 saw Christy sitting by the corner

 crying.

     "What are you doing here crying?

Your mother is waiting for you".

Christy got up and wipe her

 tears with her cloth.

    "And what are you doing here"?

She ask back.

    "Well am going home, you too

 should go home."

    "And what if I don’t what to

go home."

    "Well, your mother will have

your head in a platter, because

 the woman I saw back there is

 not someone you want to mess

with." Paul said without knowing

 anything about the woman.

    "Just leave me alone" she

 said and walk away.

    "Is she walking away from me?"

Paul ask himself. "Yes, she is

 actually walking away from me.

Heyy wait a minute" he call but

 Christy start walking very fast

to get away from Paul.

    Paul got home and took a

 shower, "Wowww….., what an

 interesting morning"? he keeps

 smiling to himself.

    "The first girl is interesting, but

 the second one is beautiful,

and their mother, it seem she

likes the second one more than

the first one, hmmm, I like to go

 back there, but who will I say I

  Want to see? Hmmm…"

he just keeps smiling to himself.

      "What is wrong with your son?"

 Mrs. Elaina ask her husband.

    "What do you think?" He reply.

     "Only a man who is in love

will be smiling all to himself".

    "How did you know?"

    "I know because am his mother".

    "Well then let him be, is a good

 thing that we will have to see

our daughter in-law soon

 enough".

    "Hmm, don’t be in such a hurry

 Mr. Brown". She said.

 Christy open the door to go inside

 but her stepmom was already

 standing there waiting for her.

    "Come here you little prostitute,

where did you bring that

boy from"?

    "I told you already, he hit me

 with his car and I brought him

here to report to you, but am

 sorry for bringing him here

 am truly sorry". Christy begged.

    "If not that this house is your

father’s house, I would have

thrown you out of here you

 idiotic girl.

     Now, I don’t want to see you

with that boy, you hear me?"

    "Yes, ma" she bow her kneels.

    "Get out of my face" Bridget

said. "That is all you know how

 to do, bringing in men into this

 house, letter they will say is

 Bridget that is a prostitute."

       Is pass twelve on Christmas

 eve and Paul was still thinking

what excuses to give for been in

 Christy’s house and who exactly

 is he going there to see? He needs

to take someone out, his guys

 are all going to be at the party

 and up till now he didn’t have a

girl to present to them, he needs

 to go with someone.

Bridget heard a knock on the

door, and she called Christy to

 come and open the door, even

though she was sitting close

 to the door.

    "Christy… someone is at the

door."

    "Ok am coming", she rushed to

 open the door, is Paul again,

she quickly close the door,.

    "Who is that?" Bridget ask.

    "No one, is Jehovah’s witness"

Christy lied.

    "Really, on Christmas day?

Bridget ask. "please close the

 door."

    "Yes Bridget" Christy said. And

open the door again.

     "What are you doing here?"

She whispers, "Go away, my mother

and Bridget will kill me if they find

out you are here again".

    "But…. She close the door

 again before Paul could say

anything.

    "Who is at the door"? Her step

 mother’s voice was heard.

    "Is Jehovah's  witness"

Bridget said.

      "And what is Christy doing

there with them? Close my door

 and come here", she said walking

 to the door.

     "Please go, my mother is coming",

Paul turn to leave but the mother

open the door.

     "Who are you"?

    Paul turn around to face at her.

    "Heyy.. is you again"?

     "Yes ma".

     "Come in" she invited him in.

 Paul hurriedly walk inside.

      "You look more handsome than

 before" the mother said.

     Hahaha Paul laugh "Maybe

because I ate at home before

 coming out".

     "Really, that means you get

more handsome with food, hahaha"

they both laugh except Bridget

and Christy.

     "What is he doing here"? Bridget

ask with a straight face.

     "Hey.., is that how to treat a

handsome visitor?" her mother

said bringing Bridget to sit close

 to Paul.

   Christy was just looking at them

 without saying anything, and Paul

 could not take his eyes off Christy

because it seem to him that

Christy is now more prettier than

Bridget. But he could not say

 anything to her because it seem

 Christy has no voice in this house,

and if he will be allow to stay here

 for one more minute then he better

not talk to Christy, so he turn his

 gaze back to Bridget.

    "Don’t you like to see me in

 your house"?

    "That is not what am saying, I

am only asking why you keep

 coming to our house."

     "Stop asking such questions",

her mother said trying to cut

 Bridget off.

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