I tapped my fingers against the wall. I've been waiting for my dad to come home for hours. I had already read all the books in my house twice, and there wasn't really anything on the TV to watch... what could I do? I only looked up to see him at 5:01 pm... really late in my eyes. Usually, he was back before the sun set. I stayed by the kitchen counter and only stared. I rubbed my eyes, trying to get a better look of the stuff he was holding, but without my glasses, I couldn't see anything. He gave me a weak smile. "Oh, hey, Keturah. Did you have any homework?" I fight the urge to groan, remembering the thirteen questions I had for homework, along with other stuff. I nodded, but he shook his head. "It's time you stepped out of your comfort zone. Come here, we'll light the windowsill candles together. Windowsill candles! I had completely forgotten! The biggest tradition in our house, the Golden day of December, twelve dash twelve, where we set up candles in every single windowsill and lit them. Oh, I couldn't wait to get my hands on them!... though they were plastic. It didn't matter to me though, it was still some screwed up tradition anyway.
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Random December Celebratory Stories
De TodoWow, long title! This is where I'll put all my human ocs' random stories... except they all take place in December, in a town of Honeybrook, Michigan, right at the tip of the thumb, near Port Austin. Happy December!!
