Jelly Bean and Skittles

Brooklynne

Jess' will be like this

Brooklynne looked at the date. Thanksgiving. She sighed as her dad kissed her on the cheek and said "Ill be back after 10 pm honey. Work is getting really busy."

It was just like her dad to forget the fall and winter holidays. When she was younger, she didn't understand why all the other little girls and boys daddies would be home but not hers. But as she grew older, she learned not to care.

Still, it kinda stung.

Brooklynnes dad left for work. She knew the routine. She climbed up to the attic. Usually, she would only do this when she needed emotional support. But hey, she was spending another holiday alone.

She pulled out a box labelled Jess. Jess had been her mothers name. There were several boxes with that name, but this one was her favorite. Recordings. CDS. Photographs. Proof that her mother was once a living and breathing person.

She grabbed the box and dragged it downstairs. Her phone went off. She picked it up. Peter.

peterthemusician: Hey! Wanna do something for Thanksgiving? My family won't care if I come over.

Brooklynne looked over to the tapes. She was going to have to introduce him to her mom sooner or later.

brooksnook: Ya sure! come on over! there is someone I would like you to meet!

-a hour later-

Peter popped the popcorn and Sat down. Brooklynne skimmed through the CDS.

"What are we watching? And who am I supposed to be meeting?"

Brooklynne picked one up and placed it in the laptop, which they were using to watch the movie.

"My mother."

The screen showed a very pregnant blonde woman sitting under a Christmas tree.

"Merry Christmas baby!" Brooklynnes dad said behind the camera.

"What is it?"

"I can't tell you!"

"Oh god. Whatever."

The blonde woman started unwrapping the present. Inside was a book. But the woman looked very excited.

"Is this..."

"Yep! It's your baby book. Your mom used to read it to you every night, right? Well I thought Brooklynne would want to hear her mommy read it."

The blonde woman squealed and hugged the book to her chest. Her eyes lit up.

"The baby is kicking!"

"Let me feel!"

The camera was set down. But it wasn't off so Brook and Peter watched as Cole got excited by a babies kicking.

Then the film cut out as they kissed.

Brooklynne said nothing, just sprang into action to grab another disc. She replaced this one with the old one.

The screen lit up once more to show a not as pregnant blonde woman sitting in a nursery on a rocking chair. Cole was videoing her from behind.

"Hold me close and hold me fast.
This magic spell you cast.
This is La Vie En Rose.
When you kiss me heaven sighs
and though I close my eyes
this is La Vie En Rose.
And when you kiss me angels sing from above
Every day words turn into beautiful love songs
Give your heart and soul to me
I swear I'll always be
In La Vie En Rose.

The lady turned to see her husband.

"Cole!"

A laugh was heard behind the camera.

The video shut off.

The rest of Thanksgiving was filled like that. Until finally, at the end, Peter said "Thank you for introducing me to your mom. She was lovely."

And he left. And it had been Brooks best thanksgiving, because for once she wasn't alone.