Monday, January 2, 2012

Caleb's Story: Christmas Day


          Since breaking his phone several weeks ago, the only way to get a hold of Shelly would be to use Mom’s phone. That involved sneaking in her room after she fell asleep to keep from getting lectured. The bright side of the situation was, Gabriel usually feel asleep by seven and was out all night unless the dogs started barking.
          During the conversation with Shelly, noting could be worked out. Everything that went wrong was all Caleb’s fault. Perhaps it was in some ways. But if he put his foot down to try and put a stop to all the nonsense, it would also involve him landing a fist in someone’s face as well. This could lead to jail time and there had been enough of that in recent years to last the rest of his life.
In the end, it was decided for now that they would spend Christmas apart. No one could afford anything decent this year. Actually it was that way for as long as he could remember. Everyone fought all the time and there never was any decent gift exchange. “Hell, all we ever really seemed to have was mom’s damn ornament collection. I can’t be blaming mom for everything when she tried her best. It’s not her fault that I tore up everything that was ever given to me. Time for bed I guess.
Christmas morning Gabriel made several attempts at calling Caleb before he actually got up. Lisi was there along with his sister Hanna and her two kids. There were also presents. A wrapped box was shoved on Caleb’s lap as they wished “Merry Christmas.”
The Box contained a two liter of cola and all sorts of snacks to pass the time. The gesture was well appreciated, but for some reason it just forced a growing craving to have some Jowl Bacon. “Shelly is the one pregnant and I swear I’m having the cravings for her.” A pair of warm pajamas was given to him and Mom got a PlayStation 2 along with an assortment of games. It was explained that this would be here at his mother’s house just in case he ended up stranded here again. “They all think she deprived me of everything but the crazy bitch just brings it on herself. Not like I’ve got any room to talk. Hell I married her.”

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