Three Months Later
Christmas Eve
Imee Therese's POV:
The wind that touches me cheeks....
The lights that colors my imagination...
And the songs that brings me nostalgia...
It's now Christmas Eve and everyone is prepared for the celebration for the coming of our Good Lord...
And as for me, Christmas has more meaning to me...since Christ's birthday...is also my own birthday. And this year, I have just received the best birthday gift from God...
"Oh! Merry Christmas, Imee!"
"Merry Christmas, sis! Hehehe!"
In a breezy Christmas Eve morning, Anthony and I attended the last of the nine Misa de Gallo masses along with my friends. Everybody who attended the mass with us greeted me and I reciprocate with a smile. Father Jean is back on track and celebrating the mass. But ever since he saved me and my friends in that hostage taker, he has earned the respect of his parishioners that he deserves.
"Hello, Imee and Anthony. Merry Christmas!" Father Jean approached us after the mass and hugs us both.
"Hehehe! Merry Christmas, Father!" I giggled and greets him back. "By the way, how's your stomach right now?"
"Oh! My stomach is perfectly healed now. There's nothing you can worry about me." He then pat my head. "And it's all thanks to your prayers, Imee. By the way, how's the preparation for our noche buena tonight?"
"Oh! It already going perfectly!" Anthony answers the question for me. "Catherine and Evangeline are cooking up the food while Kyle and Joshua will make some chicken barbeque and roasted turkey."
"I see. How about I help all of you before I celebrate the Midnight Mass tonight?" Father Jean offers his help.
"Oh, sure! It's a honor to lend us your help, brother."
Everything went well for the whole. Of course, I'm not getting left behind with the preparations. Even my body's paralyzed, I give ideas for the perfect Christmas food to eat and share at midnight. Oh yeah, when I was a little kid, I keep myself busy during holidays preparing the most scrumptious dishes my whole family has ever seen. Christmas and New Year will not be complete for me without having their faces smiling because of my culinary creations.
But as I make my contributions to our simple and scrumptious Christmas party....
"Okay, guys. You just need to mix the egg mixture with some flour and...huh?"
I was interrupted by a little conversation that I eavesdropped...
"So, brother. What are you gonna do?" I heard Joshua asking my love, Anthony. "Are you gonna push through with your plans?"
"Oh! Why, yes. I've been preparing for a month to do this." Anthony replies him with a grin. "I want this plan to work. I hope nothing will stop this from happening."
That's when I decided to speak up...
"Hey, Anthony! Please tell me about that plan of yours..."
Anthony's face suddenly blushed after I asked him...not to mention that Joshua is looking at him with an evil grin at his face...as if my love is hiding something from me.
"Oh! I-It's just my pla-plan to he-help the kids." Anthony stutters his words as he tries to explain. "I plan to have it on a day after Christmas. Do-don't worry, though...I can handle this!"
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