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A CHRISTMAS STORY: Flash Fiction Style

Posted Nov 30 2011, 6:45 pm

Six-year-old Callie Dunn heard a sound. Not that sounds were unusual on Christmas Eve, but this particular sound had purpose. Meaning. As she fancied herself an investigator of all things unusual, a girl of sound mind and a practical manner who gave up childish thoughts of faeries and dragons way back when she was five—including those that involved a large man in a red suit who delivered Christmas gifts to children out of the kindness of his heart—she decided to investigate.

She hopped from her bed and climbed onto her window seat to search the thick, dark night. Or it would have been thick and dark had her house not been lit up like a beacon for weary travelers. And, no, she did not live in an inn. As her bedroom was at an angle to the main house of her semi-affluent parents, the same parents whose lax attitude toward Internet shopping made them prime targets for identity theft, she could just make out the chimney and part of the rooftop. If she strained hard enough, that is. 

And there he was. The man in the red suit. The one they called Santa Claus, a name she was in the middle of researching due to its inherent religious symbolism and the fact that she found the possible pagan connotations fascinating. She rolled her eyes as she watched him fumble around on the roof. The lengths her father went to. Hopefully, he wouldn’t fall off. Their medical coverage was seriously deficient when compensating for income loss due to a serious medical condition or injury. 

When she turned to go back to bed, she stopped short and looked up. Her father was leaning against her dresser—the one that had been clearly influenced by postmodernism and yet bore the intricate symbolism of Mayan culture in the etchings along the frame—his arms crossed over his chest, a mischievous smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

“Anything interesting out there?” he asked.

Callie’s jaw dropped to the floor. She picked it up and ran back to the window, her eyes wide as she studied the man in the red suit. He threw a huge bag over his shoulder and strolled along the rooftop until he was out of sight. She looked toward the ceiling and listened as a booming voice ordered his reindeer into action, calling them each by name. Hoof beats sounded across the roof, the scraping of a sleigh taking off, and then silence settled around them.

Her father knelt beside her, a huge grin brightening his face.

Callie blinked and gazed at him, her expression the epitome of astonishment. She glanced back out the window then back to her father. “I think we were just robbed.” 

Comments

23 responses to “A CHRISTMAS STORY: Flash Fiction Style”

  1. Chrissey says:

    That was seriously cute. :). Merry Christmas.

  2. Kayla-Anne says:

    Hahahahaha. I loved that! Totally had me giggling!! Thank you for this piece of awesomeness! 🙂

  3. Dottie says:

    That was a quick laugh given. You can just imagine the girl saying just that. Thanks for the laugh and smile.

  4. Betty Williamson says:

    Very nice, Darynda! Thanks for a great Christmas smile.

  5. Michelle Bledsoe says:

    I love it. The last comment will have me laughing all day. I am going to share this with my daughter and MIL. They both love your books.

    Merry Christmas 🙂

  6. Jennifer says:

    I LOVE this story!! All that leadup to a robbery climax. I cannot stop laughing right now.

  7. Vicki says:

    LOL!!!!! Love it!

  8. Sylvia says:

    I agree with Chrissy. Really good!

  9. jeanne says:

    Is there anything you *can’t* write? Damn good, Ms Jones.

    Thanks for the laugh.

  10. Mike says:

    Short and funny. Made my day. thanks Darynda

  11. Sharon Saracino says:

    Haha…love it!

  12. jeanna collins says:

    That was very funny. Loved it.

  13. Sharlene says:

    awesome and funny. wonderful!

  14. Monique says:

    So delightful ~D~, I loved it.

  15. Cathy says:

    Oh man. You’re going to have to write this kid into a larger story. Nice!

  16. Too cute—I am so sad that my little ones both have ‘lost’ their belief in Santa.

  17. CL Parker says:

    OMG! She is just too smart for her own good! I tell my kids that Santa Claus stops being real to them once they stop believing, because that’s when the magic ends.

  18. THANK YOU GUYS SOOOOOOOOO MUCH!!! I started writing this and just fell in love with this little girl. I am going to have to include her in something down the road. There is just no getting around it.

  19. Mona Roberts says:

    this is great Darynda, looking forward to seeing more of what you have. Reading your second book now…and am enjoying it.

  20. Shay says:

    ROFLMAO!! Great story!

  21. Micaela says:

    What a great little story she kinda sounds like a young Charley. Could be her Daughter who knows. Please do Include her in your stories.

  22. Hope this upcoming New Year brings new inspiration to thoughts and bring lots of happiness in ur life.

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