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Elaynah and her husband were asleep soundly. It was around 5am and all was quiet in their house. The house would be waking up soon. But Elaynah first had a dream.
It was spring, but there was a sleigh flying in the night sky. There was a man she didn't know, and he was falling fast towards the ground. He had no parachute. She was scared for him, when suddenly, out of nowhere, santa claus swooped down and caught him in his sleigh.
"Momma!!!!!!" Elaynah woke with a start as her daughter Lori jumped on the bed between them. She had chocolate on her face, obviously having found her father's reeses left out from the night before.
Elaynah rubbed her eyes, but gave her a hug none the less. One thing about having a three year old, is she always had wet wipes on hand. Lori moved her head trying to get away. Ben turned around to help.
"Morning." He said, giving them both a hug.
"I had the strangest dream." She said. But she didn't have time to explain it. She had to get Lori to preschool. Ben too had to get for ready for work. Mornings were a rush.
"I dreamed about you, my love." He said.
Elaynah smiled, picking Lori up. Some things a smile was enough.
She dropped Lori off and thought about her to do list. She didn't have much on it today. Ben was working and she had a few hours before Lori was out. The mall seemed like it would be nice to kill a few hours, so she pulled into a starbucks then into the parking lot.
She sat there a moment, not really in any hurry. It was March, and pretty nice out in the 50s. "Why in the world would I have a dream about Santa Claus in March?" She thought.
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David was distraught as he would have to tell the two kids he would not be around tomorrow, he had to go to the hospital for a brief check on his abdomen. He was sure it was nothing, just a small pain that sometimes got better or worse every time he brought the kids candy. But he was afraid to tell them.
He felt a tug on his coat. “Hey Dave!” There were young Gabriela and Ricky saying hi. This was the meeting place every day; an abandoned alley way almost unnoticed in the local outside mall. Every day, they would bring him treats and maybe some junk they found in their adventures around the city. They were street kids; no one really cared about them and they didn’t want to go back into the foster system. But he did fear for their safety as the city wasn’t always safe.
“We think it’s a crib of some sort” Ricky said about her older sister’s discovery. “We’ll try to put it together so you can see it!”
David enjoyed these daily visits, strictly at 10am every morning, though he hadn’t figured out how the kids knew to be there every morning at 10 am. They came just to hang out with him. Sometimes they would play cards; sometimes just sit and talk; and they all had this momentary pause every day like this was the meeting place. Sometimes they would say nothing, just be happy to play or read something David brought. After a little time of visiting and Gabriela had almost finished putting the crib together, David told them he couldn’t visit with them tomorrow.
Ricky gave out a shriek! “You mean, you dying David? You can’t leave us, you can’t, you can’t. You here every day and that’s where we’re all supposed to be.” David felt as if he would cry; he didn’t know why these children adopted him as some sort of guardian friend even if it was just between 10 and 11 every day. “No, I’ll be back Sunday. I promise” David said. Ricky didn’t look convinced, and Gabriela seemed to stare to see Ricky’s reaction. She cared for her brother a lot.
“Hey guys, I know something that will cheer you up. Say, you did a great job on that crib, Gabriela!” The kids cheered because James brought out their favorite candy bar. Hershey for Gabriela, three musketeers for Ricky. Ricky never wanted to eat alone, he would always give James a piece of his candy back.
After the candy bar, David would go to sleep for one simple reason; that’s what they did the first time they met. And that’s what they always did; no one ever asked each other where they were going or what they were going to be doing. The subject of the kids being homeless never came up; the subject of David having his own lonely house to live in never came up. None of that came up … just an hour of unconditional, un-sappy, pure love that all three of them needed to attend to daily. David laid down on the bench and the kids next to him. Sometimes Ricky would try to cuddle up, but Gabriela would tell him that was rude.
But today, Gabriela thought it best that she and Ricky should leave now before Ricky got too hurt … maybe David would leave them just like everyone else. They had to learn to fend for themselves; maybe love-hour time was over; she couldn’t be sure David would keep his promise of being there Sunday … David’s eyelids closed and he was content to sleep for just a moment.
Elaynah and her husband were asleep soundly. It was around 5am and all was quiet in their house. The house would be waking up soon. But Elaynah first had a dream.
It was spring, but there was a sleigh flying in the night sky. There was a man she didn't know, and he was falling fast towards the ground. He had no parachute. She was scared for him, when suddenly, out of nowhere, santa claus swooped down and caught him in his sleigh.
"Momma!!!!!!" Elaynah woke with a start as her daughter Lori jumped on the bed between them. She had chocolate on her face, obviously having found her father's reeses left out from the night before.
Elaynah rubbed her eyes, but gave her a hug none the less. One thing about having a three year old, is she always had wet wipes on hand. Lori moved her head trying to get away. Ben turned around to help.
"Morning." He said, giving them both a hug.
"I had the strangest dream." She said. But she didn't have time to explain it. She had to get Lori to preschool. Ben too had to get for ready for work. Mornings were a rush.
"I dreamed about you, my love." He said.
Elaynah smiled, picking Lori up. Some things a smile was enough.
She dropped Lori off and thought about her to do list. She didn't have much on it today. Ben was working and she had a few hours before Lori was out. The mall seemed like it would be nice to kill a few hours, so she pulled into a starbucks then into the parking lot.
She sat there a moment, not really in any hurry. It was March, and pretty nice out in the 50s. "Why in the world would I have a dream about Santa Claus in March?" She thought.
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David was distraught as he would have to tell the two kids he would not be around tomorrow, he had to go to the hospital for a brief check on his abdomen. He was sure it was nothing, just a small pain that sometimes got better or worse every time he brought the kids candy. But he was afraid to tell them.
He felt a tug on his coat. “Hey Dave!” There were young Gabriela and Ricky saying hi. This was the meeting place every day; an abandoned alley way almost unnoticed in the local outside mall. Every day, they would bring him treats and maybe some junk they found in their adventures around the city. They were street kids; no one really cared about them and they didn’t want to go back into the foster system. But he did fear for their safety as the city wasn’t always safe.
“We think it’s a crib of some sort” Ricky said about her older sister’s discovery. “We’ll try to put it together so you can see it!”
David enjoyed these daily visits, strictly at 10am every morning, though he hadn’t figured out how the kids knew to be there every morning at 10 am. They came just to hang out with him. Sometimes they would play cards; sometimes just sit and talk; and they all had this momentary pause every day like this was the meeting place. Sometimes they would say nothing, just be happy to play or read something David brought. After a little time of visiting and Gabriela had almost finished putting the crib together, David told them he couldn’t visit with them tomorrow.
Ricky gave out a shriek! “You mean, you dying David? You can’t leave us, you can’t, you can’t. You here every day and that’s where we’re all supposed to be.” David felt as if he would cry; he didn’t know why these children adopted him as some sort of guardian friend even if it was just between 10 and 11 every day. “No, I’ll be back Sunday. I promise” David said. Ricky didn’t look convinced, and Gabriela seemed to stare to see Ricky’s reaction. She cared for her brother a lot.
“Hey guys, I know something that will cheer you up. Say, you did a great job on that crib, Gabriela!” The kids cheered because James brought out their favorite candy bar. Hershey for Gabriela, three musketeers for Ricky. Ricky never wanted to eat alone, he would always give James a piece of his candy back.
After the candy bar, David would go to sleep for one simple reason; that’s what they did the first time they met. And that’s what they always did; no one ever asked each other where they were going or what they were going to be doing. The subject of the kids being homeless never came up; the subject of David having his own lonely house to live in never came up. None of that came up … just an hour of unconditional, un-sappy, pure love that all three of them needed to attend to daily. David laid down on the bench and the kids next to him. Sometimes Ricky would try to cuddle up, but Gabriela would tell him that was rude.
But today, Gabriela thought it best that she and Ricky should leave now before Ricky got too hurt … maybe David would leave them just like everyone else. They had to learn to fend for themselves; maybe love-hour time was over; she couldn’t be sure David would keep his promise of being there Sunday … David’s eyelids closed and he was content to sleep for just a moment.
