Fear Can Turn To Love

Fear Can Turn To Love 23

"Again, please Christine."

"Erik, we've sang that line four times already. I'm tired."

Erik looks at the clock, "Yes, we have been singing for quite some time."

He gets up from the piano bench and comes to my side. "I'm sorry Christine, it's just that I like to hear your voice."

"It's alright, Erik. I like hearing your voice too."

"You mean that, Christine?"

"Of course I do."

We both walk out of my little music room and go into the living room. "Where is your Father at today?" Erik asks me.

"He said that he had to do a little last minute Christmas shopping today." I tell him.

Erik and I both sit on the couch and I grab the remote to turn on the News.

"I hope it snows this year." I say to him after a while. "That's all I want this year, a white Christmas."

"A white Christmas?" He questions, "that's all you want. No money, no jewelry. Just a white Christmas?"

"Yep," I say not taking my eyes off the television, the weather part just came on.

As soon as I see the forecast, I frown. It's suppose to be 65' Christmas Day and sunny.

"This is just sad." I say to Erik, who turns to look at me.

"You never know, there is always a Christmas miracle."

"It will have to be one in order for it to snow."

I turn to Erik, "So, what do you want for Christmas, Erik?"

Erik looks at me for a while and says, "I'm afraid I can't think of a thing, Christine."

"Well if you ever think of anything just tell me."

"As soon as it comes to mind," he promises me.

We continue to watch television until Daddy gets back, he brought Dinner with him too.

As Dad is telling us good night he asks us, "So are you both ready for tomorrow? Are your voices prepared?"

Erik and I both look at each other, "Defiantly."

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"Merry Christmas!" some random person at my Church tells me. That has to be like the twentieth time I've heard it so far.

"Merry Christmas, to you too." I say even though that random person has already left to go speak to someone else.

Someone comes up from behind me and grabs my hand, I turn to see who it is. Thank goodness it's just my Dad. "Are you ready Sweetie?"

"Yep," I look around, "Um, where's Erik?"

"He's already on stage, he had to tune the piano."

"Ok, I'm gonna go ahead and make my way up there then."

"You and Erik both will be great," he says while giving me a hug.

I finally make my way up on stage behind the curtain. Erik's there sitting on the bench reading over him music.

"So," I say as Erik turns around, "Are we ready to go?"

"Yes, already."

I move to my spot near the curve of the piano as I hear Daddy make the announcement.

"Let's do this." I said to Erik, who nods at me as the curtain rises.

Erik starts to play and I wait patiently until it's my time to come in.

Said the night wind to the little lamb,
do you see what I see
Way up in the sky, little lamb,
do you see what I see
A star, a star, dancing in the night
With a tail as big as a kite
With a tail as big as a kite

Said the little lamb to the shepherd boy,
do you hear what I hear
Ringing through the sky, shepherd boy,
do you hear what I hear
A song, a song, high above the trees
With a voice as big as the sea
With a voice as big as the sea

Said the shepherd boy to the mighty king,
do you know what I know
In your palace warm, mighty king,
do you know what I know
A Child, a Child shivers in the cold
Let us bring Him silver and gold
Let us bring Him silver and gold

Said the king to the people
everywhere,
listen to what I say
Pray for peace, people everywhere!
listen to what I say
The Child, the Child, sleeping in the night
He will bring us goodness and light

He will bring us goodness and light

Once the song is over everyone is one their feet, clapping.

I walk over to Erik and we both bow.

I look over to my Father, he's in tears. In fact everyone that's here is as well. There's not a dry eye in sight.

Erik and I both turn to look at each other, "You were wonderful, Christine. Absolutely wonderful."

"You wonderful too." I tell him as we walk down the steps and sit in the back pew and listen to the preacher until Church is over.

Once we make it back to the house, Dad and Erik start to act a little strange.

"Hey guys, I'm gonna go take a walk outside."

"No," they both say at the same time.

Dad gets up and says, "Honey, we both wouldn't want you to get a cold."

"We just want to be careful." Erik tells me.

"Ok, I'll stay in." I say while sitting down.

A few hours later, Dad and Erik is staring at me constantly.

"Um, you guys alright over there?"

The two men look at one another and nod.

"It's time, Christine." Erik tells me while helping me to my feet.

"Time for what?" I ask while Dad blindfolds me, "Hey, what's going on?"

"Just hold on a moment, Honey."

Erik takes my hands and starts to lead me somewhere, I hear a door open and something cold on my cheeks.

"Wha-" I start to say when my blindfold is taken off.

White. That's all I see. White.

SNOW!!!

It can't be, can it?

"Christine," Erik says, "you once told me that all you wanted for Christmas was, well, a white Christmas. So here you are."

"Oh my goodness." I say as I run to Erik and leap into his arms, "Thank you, thank you, thank you." I say over and over again. "I love it so much."

"I'm glad you do."

I let go of him and turn to my dad. He leaves without a word. I think he knows what I'm about to do.

"I have your present too, Erik."

"But I didn't ask for one."

"I know but," I motion for him to come, "follow me."

We both walk until we come upon a tree and stand under it. I take a deep breath and let my heart do the talking.

"Erik, when I first met you, I was scared to death. I didn't know what was going to happen. But things got better and you took care of me. You got me Nutella." I smile, "You saved my Dad." I look up at him, "You saved me."

I look up at him again and he has tears running down his cheeks. "I love you." I finally get to tell him. "I'm in love with you, Erik Destler."