The basic participation rules are to write a piece of flash fiction, poem, or song (300 words or less) for someone you know (real or imaginary). It may be in any genre, but it must have a holiday theme (real or fictional). Post it on your blog anytime between now and when the linky closes (which is late on December 16th). You will then give it to that someone, sometime before the new year. For full details, check out Leigh Covington's blog linked above. There are prizes involved!
The Gift (for Dyan)Annie pulled the blanket over her arms, afraid to look at her sister. The sight of Michaela on the other end of the couch was wrong. She shouldn’t be here.
“I just wanted to say hi,” Michaela said.
Annie didn’t know what to think, much less what to say, so remained silent. She stared at the sparkling lights of the Christmas tree. She always left it on all night on Christmas Eve.
Michaela moved into the cushion right next to Annie.
“Will you please just hold my hand?” she said, offering it to Annie.
“Okay…” Annie said. Wondering if she was in the middle of a dream, she grasped her sister’s hand, the familiar contours firm and warm under her palm. “But Michaela, you’re dead.”
“I know,” Michaela said. Sorrow deepened the blue of her eyes. “But I’m still here.” She cleared her throat. “You’ll never guess who crossed over yesterday. Do you remember my ex-boyfriend, Steven?”
Michaela nodded. “Well, the drinking did finally catch up to him. But you know, he’s not such a bad guy now.”
The clock in the living room chimed.
“Uh-oh, it’s time for me to go.”
“No, wait. Don’t…”
Michaela stood. With each ring of the bell, her image grew fainter, until she completely disappeared on the twelfth chime.
“…go.” Annie stared at her palm. She could still feel the impression of Michaela’s touch.
She didn’t fight the tears that dropped onto her cheeks like rain. She let them wash away the pain of losing her sister, once again. After the tears slowed, Annie smiled.
It wasn’t just the gift of touching Michaela, and talking with her like they had before. Michaela’s visit let Annie know that sisters are forever, and one day they would be together again.