Callie Dunphy is the oldest of the kids, she is currently stuck working from home helping her parents raise her siblings. Her boyfriend Jack lives in the apartment above her uncles house so she has a quick escape if she needs to get some peace. She...
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["cancelled christmas"]
Christmas Eve
"Why do we have to wear these stupid sweaters?" Hayley moans to the side of me as I watch my dad battle with his laptop trying to video call our grandparents.
"It's just so Grandma can see them." My Mom explains adjusting hers.
"Just stop complaining for one minute Hayley, after the call then you get taken off." I snap towards her as she quiets down.
"Come on Phil hurry up..." My mom hurries my dad along as well snap our eyes towards the laptop screen.
"Okay we are connecting, come in Florida, Mom, Dad?" He voices towards the screen as our grandfather pops up.
"Hello Phillip." He states over the screen as we all smile.
"Merry Christmas Eve!" We all shout in unison as a family with our matching sweaters displayed.
"Merry Christmas Eve!" He shouts back as we all smile and giggle.
"Where's Mom at Dad?" He asks his Father in confusion from her absence.
"Oh she is sinking fast, she's in the bathtub, honey come look at this it's the family..." He shouts over towards the door to the bathroom however no answer summons.
"Hey pops there's the tree and the ornament you sent us..." My dad point the camera towards the window where the tree is placed while my mom showcases the ornament.
"Right here!" She speaks proudly while laying the ornament flat within her hands.
"Wait what is that— that looks like a cigarette burn, was one of you smoking a cigarette?" Her eyes glare towards us kids as we all deny in unison.
"Definitely wasn't me. You know I only—" I stop myself quickly and take a gulp hoping I didn't let anything slip.
"Which one of you were smoking?" My mom raises her voice as her eyes flicker between all four of us.
"It wasn't me I have a respiratory problem." My dad speaks below us as my mom rolls her eyes.
"Obviously it wasn't you Phil. I've got a family or lairs and smokers now great." My mom rambles off as my dad directs his attention back to the laptop.
"Hayley keep that ugly sweater on!" My mom stops Hayley as she fidgets.
"Anyway Merry Christmas!" My dad speaks over the chaos behind him.
Later that morning my siblings and I are sat upon the couch listening to the lecture from our parents who are hovering above us.
"This is unacceptable and I want to know who's responsible." My mom crosses her arms as I quickly defend myself.
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