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It was set to be the loneliest Christmas she'd had since her grandmother died. naira jones should've been used to it, having lost her father at a young age and endured many quiet Christmas mornings with few presents and limited festivities. However, she'd come to love bigger, more elaborate moments as she grew older.
After meeting her boyfriend, kartik brown , she thought those quiet mornings were over. For the past three years, he'd gone out of his way to make Christmas extra special for her. He came from a big family and going over to his house was like entering a holiday paradise, full of elaborate meals, abundant presents, and a buffet of succulent deserts. Thanks to him, she'd grown to love Christmas and being part of kartik's family.
Then, about a month ago, naira got a double dose of bad news that promises to derail her Christmas entirely. kartik's father got sick with severe bronchitis and had to spend several months in Florida with his brother recovering. Most of the family was going to follow suit and join him for Christmas. naira thought she'd be going with him.
That was when the second bit of bad news dropped. Her mother got into a car accident, breaking a leg and injuring her back. She ended up needing surgery, the kind that required a recovery period that extended beyond the holidays. As a result, a plane trip to Florida just wasn't feasible. She had to stay home and naira couldn't leave her. She needed her help around the house as she recovered.
That meant no elaborate feasts and festivities with kartik's family. It also meant her mother's ability to celebrate was severely limited. The most they could do was exchange some gifts, having a light meal, and watch Christmas specials all day. If that weren't bad enough, a snow storm had rolled in and few relatives would be able to drop by to help.
It made Christmas Eve feel even colder than it already was. After spending most of the day putting up decorations and keeping her mother comfortable, she felt too tired to be festive. It seemed like this year's Christmas would be the same quiet, uneventful affair that left her so jaded as a kid.
When she curled up in her old bedroom that night, having agreed to sleep over at her mother's house to make things easier on Christmas morning, naira expected this year to be one of the most forgettable holidays of her adult life.
"Guess this year counts as one big setback," she sighed to herself after turning off the light, "and just when I was starting to really like the holidays again. Maybe I'm just not meant to enjoy Christmas like most people. Maybe I just can't be part of kartik's festive world."
She tried not to think about all the elaborate ways Robby's family were enjoying themselves naira down in Florida. She swore she could smell the chocolate pie his mother made or his sister's succulent cookies from 800 miles away. Most of all, naira tried not to think of how great it felt when kartik held her in his arms, even when he wore that ugly old Christmas sweater that he'd bought in college and refused to throw away.
It was nothing short of torturous, contemplating what she'd miss. Not being with kartik and his family was like the antithesis of a Christmas miracle, a gut-punch to her holiday spirit. She wanted to make the most of the time she had with her mother, but between her injuries and her tendency to recount sad memories of her father during the holidays, it wasn't looking good.
naira closed her eye, groaned into her pillow, and just wished she could skip the holidays entirely.
"It's not fair!" she lamented. "Why does Christmas have to suck so much? Just this once, can I get a break?"
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