The True Meaning of Christmas

Chapter 7

Here is her pleasure-pain flashback:

It was a beautiful sunny day with the sun smiling and the clouds resting peacefully on the blue sky. The glowing green grass growing with radiance. The birds singing with joy. Yes, this was The Townsville Park. Who did we see here having a picnic on the smoothly curved hill? There was a lady with middle length wavy red hair falling down to her shoulders. Pure pale white skin with freckles decorated here and there on her cheeks. Brilliant light blue eyes that made her look more stunning and her red lips that made her look more vibrant. She may have had the look of a snob with her Armani jeans, Jimmy Choos and her Givenchy T-shirt but her radiant smile made you feel that she was a genuine, down to earth person.

She held a toddler on her lap. One with red bushy hair. Wearing a designer dress and shoes. Giggling and laughing. It was Princess Morbucks with her mother who were having another amazing day at the park. This was an everyday occurrence for The Morbucks family, whilst the dad worked away, the mother and daughter had time to play. Morbucks really loved to spend time with her mother. Talk to her. She loved her mother. She was her best friend. Her sister. Her favourite toy that came to life.

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Things changed. It was an icy, cold, foggy silent day. Not many people were out and about. Mrs Morbucks wasn’t discouraged by this dictating weather to have another amazing adventure. It was an adventure to remember. But was it an amazing one?

“Wow! This looks like an awesome day for sledging at The Townsville Park!” Mrs Morbucks squeaked with enthusiasm as she happily gazed out of the window at the scenery and rapidly slung back the silk white curtains, “What do you say, Princess? Do you want to go?”

The curious toddler ran to the window and stared at the view in awe. “YES!” she screamed with excitement as she bounced up and down like a basketball, “Will Daddy be coming?”

The mother had a look of disappointment on her face but tried to hide it by giving a half smile “He won’t be able to, he’s working” she said trying to hide the sadness in her voice.

“But he’s always working!” Princess cried, “Why doesn’t he ever spend any time with us?”

“He has our best interests at heart! He loves you very deeply!” her mother spoke calmly, trying to diffuse the situation and change the subject, “We can still have a good time, though!”

Princess’ mood then changed as her mind was quickly diverted from the never ending absence of her father. “YEAH!” she shouted with motivation. They dressed in fancy snowsuits and headed to the car with Mrs Morbucks carrying the sledges. Princess was comfortably placed in a golden seat inside the back of the car. She definitely felt that she lived up to her name sitting on that golden thrown of hers and being given a lot of room at the back. She felt she was a Princess in a castle.

There was no one about. They were the only two that were out. Was this trying to tell them something? Warn them? Mrs Morbucks got into the driving seat. “Right. Let’s go!” she beamed confidently as she started the car and revved up the engine. The windows were covered in frost. “Oh, no!” she scowled. This didn’t deter her as she turned the heating on full blast. The heat then pulled layers of ice off the car. The window was now visible. “That’s better!” she smiled. She took off with nothing or nobody getting in her way.

Halfway through the journey, the car felt funny. Lighter. As if it was sledging. Gliding down the slippery road. “Wow! The car is doing sledging” Princess laughed, as this was a new exciting experience for her. She was only a child so she was unaware of the danger.

“Just gotta be careful!” Mrs Morbucks whispered to herself softly as she tried to drive the car as slowly and carefully as possible. The car glided out of control. Quickly it spun. Princess thought that this was an amazing experience as the car had never done that before. To her it was a fairground ride. Mrs Morbucks screamed. It wasn’t enjoyment. It was terror. Heading for danger. The car crashed into a tree. Mrs Morbucks fell through the window and slumped on the bonnet. Bleeding. Princess wasn’t laughing anymore.